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I       I     ii     t 


PRAISE  AND  PATRIOTISM 


FROM   THE   LIBRARY   OF 
REV.    LOUIS    FITZGERALD    BENSON,   D.  D. 

BEQUEATHED    BY   HIM   TO 

THE    LIBRARY   OF 

PRINCETON  THEOLOGICAL  SEMINARY 


Di\  O  O  D 


Hymns  of  Praise 
&?  Patriotism 

SELECTED  AND  ARRANGED 
BY  WILLIAM  C  HOFF,  SUPER- 
VISOR OF  MUSIC  IN  THE  PUBLIC 
SCHOOLS  OF  YONKERS,  N.  Y. 


\  FEB  or  1934  *' 


TOJVNSEND  MacCOUN 

NEW  YORK  MDCCCXCVIl 


COPYBIGHT,   1897,   BY 

TOWNSEND  MacCOUN 


TROW  DIRECTORY 

M Nu  AND   BOOKBINOINQ   COMPANY 

NEW   YORK 


Butbor's  preface 

The  object  of  the  compiler  of  this  book  has  been 
to  select  a  number  of  the  best  standard  hymns, 
national  and  patriotic  songs,  for  use  in  the  public 
schools,  together  with  a  few  psalms  for  responsive 
reading,  arranged  and  pointed  for  chanting  if  so 
desired.  They  are  unsectarian  in  their  character 
and  can  be  used  by  persons  of  any  denomination. 

The  tune  names  of  hymns  are  given  and  they 
may  be  found  in  any  hymnal  in  common  use. 

The  music  of  most  of  the  national  patriotic  se- 
lections may  be  found  in  "  Songs  of  the  Nation," 
published  by  Silver,  Burdett  &  Company. 

The  compiler  gratefully  acknowledges  the  cour- 
tesies extended  to  him  by  Messrs.  Oliver  Ditson  & 
Co.,  Biglow  &  Main,  Novello,  Ewer  &  Co.,  Hough- 
ton Mifflin  &  Co.,  E.  P.  Dutton  &  Co.,  A.  D.  F.  Ran- 
dolph &  Co.,  Dr.  J.  E.  Rankin,  Thomas  S.  Hastings, 
Charles  S.  Robinson,  P.  Prentice,  G.  Putnam,  and 
H.  H.  Duffield. 

William  C.  Hoff. 
Yonkers,  July  15,  1897. 


Ipublisber's  preface 

This  book  is  made  primarily  for  such  Public 
Schools  as  have  singing  in  their  general  exercises. 
To  such  schools  the  question  of  supplying  each 
pupil  with  a  hymn  book  or  book  of  patriotic  songs 
is  one  of  cost.  Though  sight  reading  in  music 
may  be  taught  in  the  school,  yet,  as  a  matter  of 
fact,  three-fourths  of  the  scholars  in  any  school,  do 
not,  and  never  will,  sing  by  note  in  general  exer- 
cises. A  copy,  therefore,  of  any  standard  hymnal 
with  music,  for  use  at  the  instrument,  and  inex- 
pensive copies  of  the  words  for  each  pupil,  best 
meet  all  the  requirements  at  a  minimum  of  cost. 

To  supply  such  a  book  for  the  pupils  is  the  ob- 
ject of  this  collection. 

The  same  principle  applies,  and  the  book  is 
equally  well  adapted  for  use  in  Sabbath-Schools 
and  Churches. 

ToWNSEND   MacCoUN. 

New  York,  July  15,  1897. 


Digitized  by  the  Internet  Archive 

in  2012  with  funding  from 

Princeton  Theological  Seminary  Library 


http://archive.org/details/praisepatOOhoff 


©rfcer  of  arrangement 


Hymns  for  Special  Occasions: 

HYMNS 

Morning  and  Evening,        ....        1-16 


Christmas, 17-24 

Thanksgiving, 25-26 

New  Year, 27-28 

Easter, 29-32 

General  Selections, 33-134 

Chants, 135-149 

Patriotic  Selections, 150-163 

Index  op  First  Lines,        .        .        .         Pages  184-187 


Ib^mns 


tfor  Special  Occasions 


■Regent  Square*  8s.  and  7s. 

Key  of  C.     First  Note — 5.  H.  Smart. 

I 
pRACIOUS  God,  our  Heavenly  Father! 
™     Meet  and  bless  our  school,  we  pray ; 
As  in  humble  trust  we  gather, 

Teachers,  scholars,  here  to-day. 
Every  joy  and  every  blessing 

From  Thy  bounteous  hand  we  own  ; 
May  Thy  love,  our  souls  possessing, 

Draw  us  nearer  to  Thy  throne. 

2  Weak,  imperfect,  tempted,  erring, 

From  Thy  precepts,  Lord,  we  stray ; 
Let  Thy  Spirit,  from  our  wandering, 

Bring  us  back  to  virtue's  way. 
Humble,  penitent,  confiding, 

May  we  rest  our  hope  in  Thee  ; 
In  Thy  favor,  Lord,  abiding, 

In  Thy  peace  and  purity. 

UNKNOWN. 


flDorning  1b?mn.      l.  m. 


Key  of  A.     First  Note — 1.  F.  H.  Bartholemon. 

2 

A  WAKE,  my  soul,  and  with  the  sun 
■"■     Thy  daily  stage  of  duty  run  ; 
Shake  off  dull  sloth,  and  early  rise 
To  pay  thy  morning  sacrifice. 

2  Redeem  thy  misspent  time  that's  past, 
And  live  this  day  as  if  thy  last  ; 
Improve  thy  talent  with  due  care  ; 
For  the  great  Day  thyself  prepare. 

THOMAS   KEN. 

11 


•foalle.   7.  6. 

Key  of  G.     First  Note— 1.  F.  J.  Haydn. 


T^VEKY  morning  mercies  new 
-^     Fall  as  fresh  as  morning  dew ; 
Every  morning  let  us  pay 
Tribute  with  the  early  day  ; 
For  Thy  mercies,  Lord,  are  sure  ; 
Thy  compassion  doth  endure. 

Still  the  greatness  of  Thy  love 
Daily  doth  our  sins  remove  ; 
Daily,  far  as  east  from  west, 
Lifts  the  burden  from  the  breast ; 
Gives  unbought  to  those  who  pray 
Strength  to  stand  in  evil  day. 

Let  our  prayers  each  morn  prevail, 
That  these  gifts  may  never  fail ; 
And,  as  we  confess  the  sin 
And  the  tempter's  power  within, 
Feed  us  with  the  Bread  of  Life  ; 
Fit  us  for  our  daily  strife. 

As  the  morning  light  returns, 
As  the  sun  with  splendor  burns, 
Teach  us  still  to  turn  to  Thee, 
Ever  blessed  Trinity, 
With  our  hands  our  hearts  to  raise, 
In  unfailing  prayer  and  praise. 


H.    BONAR, 


12 


Warwick  o.  m. 

Key  of  Ej?.     Fiust  Note— 1.  S.  Stanley. 

4 

ONCE  more,  my  soul,  the  rising  day- 
Salutes  thy  waking  eyes ; 
Once  more,  my  voice,  thy  tribute  pay 
To  Him  that  rules  the  skies. 

2  Night  unto  night  His  Name  repeats, 

The  day  renews  the  sound  ; 
Wide  as  the  heaven  on  which  He  sits, 
To  turn  the  seasons  round. 

3  'Tis  He  supports  my  mortal  frame  ; 

My  tongue  shall  speak  His  praise  ; 
My  sins  would  rouse  His  wrath  to  flame ; 
And  yet  His  wrath  delays. 

4  A  thousand  wretched  souls  are  fled 

Since  the  last  setting  sun ; 
And  yet  Thou  lengthenest  out  my  thread, 
And  yet  my  moments  run. 

5  Dear  God,  let  all  my  hours  be  Thine, 

While  I  enjoy  the  light : 
Then  shall  my  sun  in  smiles  decline, 
And  bring  a  pleasant  night. 

I.    WATTS. 


IS 


jforsafcen,    lis. 

Key  of  G.     First  Note — 5.  Koschat. 


THE  Lord  is  my  Shepherd,  how  happy  am  I ! 
-■-     How  tender  and  watchful  my  wants  to  sup- 

.ply! 

He  daily  provides  me  with  raiment  and  food, 
Whate'er  He  denies  me  is  meant  for  my  good. 

The  Lord  is  my  Shepherd,  how  happy  am  I ! 
I'm  blest  while  I  live,  and  I'm  blest  when  I  die  : 
In  death's  gloomy  valley  no  evil  I'll  dread, 
For  "I  will  be  with  Thee,"  my  Shepherd  hath 
said. 

The  Lord  is  my  Shepherd,  I'll  sing  with  delight, 
Till  called  to  adore  Him  in  regions  of  light : 
Then  praise  Him,  with  angels,  to  bright  harps  of 

gold, 
And  ever  and  ever  His  glory  behold. 

JAMES    MONTGOMERY. 


1-1 


Eventtoe.    ios. 

Key  of  Ep.     First  Note— 3.  W.  H.  Monk. 

6 

ABIDE  with  me :  fast  falls  the  eventide  ; 
The   darkness    deepens ;    Lord,    with    me 
abide : 
When  other  helpers  fail,  and  comforts  flee, 
Help  of  the  helpless,  oh,  abide  with  me. 

2  Swift  to  its  close  ebbs  out  life's  little  day ; 
Earth's  joys  grow  dim,  its  glories  pass  away, 
Change  and  decay  in  all  around  I  see  ; 

O  Thou  Who  changest  not,  abide  with  me. 

3  I  need  Thy  presence  every  passing  hour  ; 
What   but   Thy    grace    can   foil   the   tempter's 

power ! 
Who,  like  Thyself,  my  guide  and  stay  can  be  ? 
Through  cloud  and  sunshine,  Lord,  abide  with 

me. 

H.    F.    LYTE. 


15 


St  Xeonark   c.  m. 

Key  of  G.    First  Note— 1.  H.  Smart. 

7 

TTHE  shadows  of  the  evening  hours 
-*-  Fall  from  the  darkening  sky ; 
Upon  the  fragrance  of  the  flowers 
The  dews  of  evening  lie. 

2  Before  Thy  throne,  O  Lord  of  heaven 

We  kneel  at  close  of  day ; 
Look  on  Thy  children  from  on  high, 
And  hear  us  while  we  pray. 

3  The  sorrows  of  Thy  servants,  Lord, 

Oh,  do  not  Thou  despise, 
But  let  the  incense  of  our  prayers 
Before  Thy  mercy  rise. 

4  The  brightness  of  the  coming  night 

Upon  the  darkness  rolls  ; 
With  hopes  of  future  glory  chase 
The  shadows  on  our  souls. 

5  Slowly  the  rays  of  daylight  fade: 

So  fade  within  our  heart 
The  hopes  in  earthly  love  and  joy, 
That  one  by  one  depart. 

6  Slowly  the  bright  stars,  one  by  one, 

Within  the  heavens  shine  : 
Give  us,  O  Lord,  fresh  hopes  in  heaven, 
And  trust  in  things  divine. 

ADELAIDE    A.    PROOTEB. 


16 


flDerrial.   6.  5. 

Key  of  A.    First  Note — 5.  J.  Barnby 


8 


NOW  the  day  is  over, 
Night  is  drawing  nigh ; 
Shadows  of  the  evening 
Steal  across  the  sky  ; 

2  Jesus,  give  the  weary 

Calm  and  sweet  repose  ; 
With  Thy  tenderest  blessing 
May  our  eyelids  close. 

3  Grant  to  little  children 

Visions  bright  of  Thee  ; 
Guard  the  sailors  tossing 
On  the  deep,  blue  sea. 

4  Comfort  every  sufferer 

Watching  late  in  pain  ; 
Those  who  plan  some  evil 
From  their  sins  restrain. 

5  Through  the  long  night-watches, 

May  Thine  angels  spread 

Their  white  wings  above  me, 

Watching  round  my  bed. 

6  When  the  morning  wakens, 

Then  may  I  arise 
Pure,  and  fresh,  and  sinless 
In  Thy  holy  eyes. 

S.    BARING    GOULD. 


17 


Cbeeterfiefo.   o.  m. 

Key  of  G.     First  Note — 5.  T.  Haweis. 

9 

OHINE  on  our  souls,  eternal  God, 
^  With  rays  of  beauty  shine ; 
Oh  let  Thy  favor  crown  our  days, 
And  all  their  round  be  Thine. 

2  With  Thee  let  every  week  begin, 

With  Thee  each  day  be  spent, 
For  Thee  each  fleeting  hour  employed, 
Since  each  by  Thee  is  lent. 

3  Thus  cheer  us  through  this  desert  road, 

Till  all  our  labors  cease; 
And  heaven  refresh  our  weary  souls 
With  everlasting  peace. 

PHILIP   DODDRIDGE. 


Iburelep.    l.  m. 

Key  of  F.    First  Note — 1.  W.  H.  Monk. 

IO 

SUN  of  my  soul,  Thou  Saviour  dear, 
It  is  not  night  if  Thou  be  near  ; 
Oh,  may  no  earth-born  cloud  arise 
To  hide  Thee  from  Thy  servant's  eyes. 

2  When  the  soft  dews  of  kindly  sleep 
My  weary  eyelids  gently  steep, 

Be  my  last  thought,  how  sweet  to  rest 
Forever  on  my  Saviour's  breast. 

3  Abide  with  me  from  morn  till  eve, 
For  without  Thee  I  cannot  live ; 
Abide  with  me  when  night  is  nigh, 
For  without  Thee  I  dare  not  die. 

4  If  some  poor  wandering  child  of  Thine 
Have  spurned  to-day  the  voice  divine, 
Now,  Lord,  the  gracious  work  begin  ; 
Let  him  no  more  lie  down  in  sin. 

J.    KEBLE. 


19 


TKfleber.    7s. 

Key  of  F.     First  Note — 3.  From  von  Weber. 

II 

OOFTLY  now  the  light  of  day 
^  Fades  upon  my  sight  away  ; 
Free  from  care,  from  labor  free, 
Lord,  I  would  commune  with  Thee. 

2  Thou,  Whose  all-pervading  eye 

Naught  escapes,  without,  within, 
Pardon  each  infirmity, 

Open  fault,  and  secret  sin. 

3  Soon,  for  me,  the  light  of  day 
Shall  forever  pass  away ; 
Then,  from  sin  and  sorrow  free, 
Take  me,  Lord,  to  dwell  with  Thee. 

4  Thou  Who,  sinless,  yet  hast  known 

All  of  man's  infirmity; 
Then,  from  Thine  eternal  throne, 
Jesus,  look  with  pitying  eye. 

o.   w.   DOANE. 


20 


Gallia's  1b?mn*   l.m. 

Key  of  G.     First  Note— 1.  T.  Tallis. 

12 

ALL  praise  to  Thee,  my  God,  this  night, 
For  all  the  blessings  of  the  light ; 
Keep  me,  Oh,  keep  me,  King  of  kings, 
Beneath  Thine  own  almighty  wings. 

2  Forgive  me,  Lord,  for  Thy  dear  Son, 
The  ill  that  I  this  day  have  done ; 
That  with  the  world,  myself,  and  Thee, 
I,  ere  I  sleep,  at  peace  may  be. 

3  Teach  me  to  live,  that  I  may  dread 
The  grave  as  little  as  my  bed ; 
Teach  me  to  die,  that  so  I  may 
Rise  glorious  at  the  awful  day. 

4  Oh,  may  my  soul  on  Thee  repose, 

And  may  sweet  sleep  mine  eyelids  close ; 
Sleep  that  shall  me  more  vigorous  make 
To  serve  my  God  when  I  awake. 

T.    KEN, 


21 


Belmont    o.  m. 

Key  of  G.     First  Note — 1.  S.  Webbe. 

13 

NOW  from  the  altar  of  our  hearts 
Let  flames  of  love  arise  ; 
Assist  us,  Lord,  to  offer  up 
Our  evening  sacrifice. 

2  Minutes  and  mercies  multiplied 

Have  made  up  all  this  day ; 
Minutes  came  quick,  but  mercies  were 
More  swift,  more  free  than  they. 

3  New  time,  new  favors,  and  new  joys 

Do  a  new  song  require  ; 
Till  we  shall  praise  Thee  as  we  would, 
Accept  our  hearts'  desire. 

J.    MASON. 


22 


lEHerton*   ios. 

Key  of  A 'p.    First  Note— 5.  E.  J.  Hopkins. 

14 

SAVIOUR,  again  to  Thy  dear  Name  we  raise 
With  one  accord  our  parting  hymn  of  praise  ; 
"We  stand  to  bless  Thee  ere  our  worship  cease, 
Then,  lowly  kneeling,  wait  Thy  word  of  peace. 

2  Grant  us  Thy  peace  through  this  approaching 

night, 
Turn  Thou  for  us  its  darkness  into  light ; 
From  harm  and  danger  keep  Thy  children  free, 
For  dark  and  light  are  both  alike  to  Thee. 

3  Grant  us  Thy  peace  upon  our  homeward  way  ; 
With  Thee  began,  with  Thee  shall  end  the  day ; 
Guard  Thou  the  lips  from  sin,  the  hearts  from 

shame, 
That  in  this  house  have  called  upon  Thy  Name. 

J.    ELLERTON. 


Ifernsbaw,   o.  m. 

Key  of  G.    First  Note — 5.  J.  Booth. 

15 

BLEST  day  of  God  !  most  calm,  most  bright, 
The  first,  the  best  of  days  ; 
The  laborer's  rest,  the  saint's  delight, 
The  day  of  prayer  and  praise. 

2  My  Saviour's  face  made  thee  to  shine  ; 

His  rising  thee  did  raise, 
And  made  thee  heavenly  and  divine 
Beyond  all  other  days. 

3  The  first-fruits  oft  a  blessing  prove 

To  all  the  sheaves  behind  ; 
And  they  the  day  of  Christ  who  love, 
A  happy  week  shall  find. 

4  This  day  I  must  with  God  appear  ; 

For,  Lord,  the  day  is  Thine  ; 
Help  me  to  spend  it  in  Thy  fear, 
And  thus  to  make  it  mine. 

J.    MASON. 


24 


Dies  Dominica.    7. 6. 

Key  of  E.     First  Note— 3.  J.  B.  Dykes. 

16 

ODAY  of  rest  and  gladness, 
O  day  of  joy  and  light, 
O  balm  of  care  and  sadness, 

Most  beautiful,  most  bright ; 
On  thee,  the  high  and  lowly, 

Through  ages  joined  in  tune, 
Sing,  Holy,  Holy,  Holy, 
To  the  great  God  Triune. 

2  On  thee,  at  the  creation, 

The  light  first  had  its  birth  ; 
On  thee  for  our  salvation 

Christ  rose  from  depths  of  earth ; 
On  thee  our  Lord  victorious 

The  Spirit  sent  from  heaven  ; 
And  thus  on  thee  most  glorious 

A  triple  light  was  given. 

3  Thou  art  a  port  protected 

From  storms  that  round  us  rise ; 
A  garden  intersected 

With  streams  of  Paradise  ; 
Thou  art  a  cooling  fountain 

In  life's  dry,  dreary  sand  ; 
From  thee,  like  Pisgah's  mountain, 

We  view  our  promised  land. 

4  To-day  on  weary  nations 

The  heavenly  manna  falls  : 
To  holy  convocations 

The  silver  trumpet  calls, 
Where  Gospel  light  is  glowing 

With  pure  and  radiant  beams, 
And  living  water  flowing 

With  soul-refreshing  streams. 

C.    WORDSWORTH. 
25 


HJ>este  jffodes.   p.  m. 

Key  of  A.     Fibst  Note— 1.  J.  Reading. 

17 

OH     COME,     all    ye     faithful,    joyful    and 
triumphant ; 
Oh  come  ye,  oh  come  ye  to  Bethlehem  ; 

Come   and   behold   Him   born   the    King   of 
angels ; 
Oh  come,  let  us  adore  Him, 
Oh  come,  let  us  adore  Him, 
Oh  come,  let  us  adore  Him,  Christ  the  Lord. 

2  Sing,  choirs  of  angels,  sing  in  exultation, 
Sing,  all  ye  citizens  of  heaven  above, 

Glory  to  God  in  the  highest ; 
Oh  come,  let  us  adore  Him,  etc. 

3  Yea,  Lord,  we  greet   Thee,   born  this  happy 

morning ; 
Jesu,  to  Thee  be  glory  given  ; 

Word  of  the  Father,  now  in  flesh  appearing  ; 
Oh  come,  let  us  adore  Him, 
Oh  come,  let  us  adore  Him, 
Oh  come,  let  us  adore  Him,  Christ  the  Lord. 

TRANSLATED    BY    F.    OAKELEY. 


26 


1beraR>  Hngels.    7s. 

Key  of  G.    Fibst  Note — 5.  Mendelssohn. 

18 

HAEK  !  the  herald  angels  sing 
Glory  to  the  new-born  King ; 
Peace  on  earth,  and  mercy  mild, 
God  and  sinners  reconciled ! 

2  Joyful,  all  ye  nations,  rise, 
Join  the  triumph  of  the  skies  ; 
With  the  angelic  host  proclaim, 
Christ  is  born  in  Bethlehem  ! 

3  Veiled  in  flesh  the  Godhead  see  ; 
Hail  the  Incarnate  Deity, 
Pleased  as  Man  with  man  to  dwell ; 
Jesus,  our  Emmanuel ! 

4  Mild  He  lays  His  glory  by, 
Born  that  man  no  more  may  die, 
Born  to  raise  the  sons  of  earth, 
Born  to  give  them  second  birth. 

5  Kisen  with  healing  in  His  wings, 
Light  and  life  to  all  He  brings,- 
Hail,  the  Sun  of  Righteousness  ! 
Hail,  the  heaven-born  Prince  of  Peace  ! 

CHARLES    WESLEY. 


27 


(Sabriel   o.  m. 

Key  op  C.     First  Note — 5.  Traditional. 

19 

WHILE  shepherds  watched  their  flocks  by  night, 
All  seated  on  the  ground, 
The  angel  of  the  Lord  came  down, 
And  glory  shone  around. 

2  "Fear  not,"  said  he,  for  mighty  dread 

Had  seized  their  troubled  mind  ; 
"Glad  tidings  of  great  joy  I  bring 
To  you  and  all  mankind. 

3  "To  you,  in  David's  town,  this  day 

Is  born  of  David's  line, 
The  Saviour,  Who  is  Christ  the  Lord; 
And  this  shall  be  the  sign : 

4  "The  heavenly  Babe  you  there  shall  find 

To  human  view  displayed ; 
All  meanly  wrapt  in  swathing  bands, 
And  in  a  manger  laid." 

5  Thus  spake  the  seraph;  and  forthwith 

Aj>peared  a  shining  throng 
Of  angels  praising  God,  who  thus 
Addressed  their  joyful  song. 

N.    TATE. 


2$ 


Carol,    d.  c.  m. 

Key  of  B  \).    First  Note— 5.  R.  S.  Willis. 

20 

IT  came  upon  the  midnight  clear, 
That  glorious  song  of  old, 
From  angels  bending  near  the  earth 

To  touch  their  harps  of  gold ; 
Peace  on  the  earth,  good-will  to  men, 

From  heaven's  all-gracious  King  ; 
The  world  in  solemn  stillness  lay 
To  hear  the  angels  sing. 

2  Still  through  the  cloven  skies  they  come, 

With  peaceful  wings  unfurled  ; 
And  still  their  heavenly  music  floats 

O'er  all  the  weary  world  : 
Above  its  sad  and  lonely  plains 

They  bend  on  hovering  wing, 
And  ever  o'er  its  Babel  sounds 

The  blessed  angels  sing. 

3  O  ye,  beneath  life's  crushing  load, 

Whose  forms  are  bending  low, 
Who  toil  along  the  climbing  way 

With  painful  steps  and  slow ! 
Look  now,  for  glad  and  golden  hours 

Come  swiftly  on  the  wing : 
Oh,  rest  beside  the  weary  road, 

And  hear  the  angels  sing. 

4  For  lo,  the  days  are  hastening  on, 

By  prophets  seen  of  old, 
When  with  the  ever- circling  years, 

Shall  come  the  time  foretold, 
When  the  new  heaven  and  earth  shall  own 

The  Prince  of  Peace  their  King, 
And  the  whole  world  send  back  the  song 

Which  now  the  angels  sing. 

E.    H.    SEARS. 


Hvesion.   p.m. 

Key  of  F.     First  Note — 5. 
21 

SHOUT  the  glad  tidings,  exultingly  sing, 
Jerusalem  triumphs,  Messiah  is  king. 

1  Sion,  the  marvellous  story  be  telling, 

The  Son  of  the  Highest,  how  lowly  His  birth! 
The  brightest  archangel  in  glory  excelling, 
He  stoops  to  redeem  thee,  He  reigns  upon 
earth. 

Shout  the  glad  tidings,  etc. 

2  Tell  how  He  cometh ;  from  nation  to  nation 

The  heart-cheering  news  let  the  earth   echo 

round : 
How  free  to  the  faithful  He  offers  salvation, 
How   His   people   with    joy   everlasting    are 

crowned : 

Shout  the  glad  tidings,  etc. 

3  Mortals,  your  homage  be  gratefully  bringing, 

And  sweet  let  the  gladsome  hosanna  arise : 
Ye  angels,  the  full  alleluia  be  singing; 

One  chorus  resound  through  the   earth   and 
the  skies : 

Shout  the  glad  tidings,  etc. 

W.   A.    MUHLENBERG. 


80 


St  Xoute,    p.  m. 

Key  of  G.     First  Note— 3.  L.  H.  Redxer. 

22 

LITTLE  town  of  Bethlehem  ! 


0 


How  still  we  see  thee  lie  ; 
Above  thy  deep  and  dreamless  sleep 

The  silent  stars  go  by  ; 
Yet  in  thy  dark  streets  shineth 

The  everlasting  Light  ; 
The  hopes  and  fears  of  all  the  years 

Are  met  in  thee  to-night. 

2  For  Christ  is  born  of  Mary, 

And  gathered  all  above, 
While  mortals  sleep,  the  angels  keep 

Their  watch  of  wondering  love. 
O  morning  stars,  together 

Proclaim  the  holy  birth  ! 
And  praises  sing  to  God  the  King 

And  peace  to  men  on  earth. 

3  How  silently,  how  silently, 

The  wondrous  gift  is  given ! 
So  God  imparts  to  human  hearts 

The  blessings  of  His  heaven. 
No  ear  may  hear  His  coming, 

But  in  this  world  of  sin, 
Where  meek  souls  will  receive  Him  still. 

The  dear  Christ  enters  in. 

4  O  holy  Child  of  Bethlehem  ! 

Descend  to  us,  we  pray  ; 
Cast  out  our  sin,  and  enter  in, 

Be  born  in  us  to-day. 
We  hear  the  Christmas  angels 

The  great  glad  tidings  tell ; 
Oh  come  to  us,  abide  with  us, 

Our  Lord  Emmanuel  ! 

By  pension  of  E.  P.  Button  &  Co.  PHILLIPS-BROOKS. 

31 


IRegent  Square,  8. 7. 8. 7. 4. 7. 

Key  of  C.     First  Note — 5.  H.  Smart. 

23 

ANGELS,  from  the  realms  of  glory, 
Wing  your  flight  o'er  all  the  earth  ; 
Ye,  who  sang  creation's  story, 
Now  proclaim  Messiah's  birth : 

Come  and  worship, 
Worship  Christ,  the  new-born  King. 

2  Shepherds  in  the  field  abiding, 

Watching  o'er  your  flocks  by  night ; 
God  with  man  is  now  residing, 
Yonder  shines  the  infant-light : 

Come  and  worship, 
Worship  Christ,  the  new-born  King. 

3  Sages,  leave  your  contemplations ; 

Brighter  visions  beam  afar: 
Seek  the  great  Desire  of  nations, 
Ye  have  seen  His  natal  star : 

Come  and  worship, 
Worship  Christ,  the  new-born  King. 

4  Saints  before  the  altar  bending, 

Watching  long  in  hope  and  fear, 
Suddenly  the  Lord,  descending, 
In  His  temple  shall  appear : 

Come  and  worship, 
Worship  Christ,  the  new-born  King. 

JAMES    MONTGOMERY. 


82 


IRatMtp.    c.  m. 

Key  of  B^.    First  Note — 3.  H.  Lahee. 

24 

JOY  to  the  world !  the  Lord  is  come  : 
Let  earth  receive  her  King; 
Let  every  heart  prepare  Him  room, 
And  heaven  and  nature  sing. 

2  Joy  to  the  world !  the  Saviour  reigns : 

Let  men  their  songs  employ ; 
While  fields  and  floods,  rocks,  hills  and  plains, 
Repeat  the  sounding  joy. 

3  No  more  let  sins  and  sorrows  grow, 

Nor  thorns  infest  the  ground ; 
He  comes  to  make  His  blessings  flow 
Far  as  the  curse  is  found. 

4  He  rules  the  world  with  truth  and  grace, 

And  makes  the  nations  prove 
The  glories  of  His  righteousness, 
And  wonders  of  His  love. 

1.    WATTS. 


33 


2Hy.   7s. 

Key  of  A.     First  Note — 1.  C  Kocher. 

25 

pRAISE  to  God,  immortal  praise, 

J-    For  the  love  that  crowns  our  days ; 

Bounteous  source  of  every  joy, 

Let  Thy  praise  our  tongues  employ  ; 

All  to  Thee,  our  God,  we  owe, 

Source  whence  all  our  blessings  flow. 

2  All  the  plenty  summer  pours ; 
Autumn's  rich  o'erflowing  stores; 
Flocks  that  whiten  all  the  plain  ; 
Yellow  sheaves  of  ripened  grain  : 
Lord,  for  these  our  souls  shall  raise 
Grateful  vows  and  solemn  praise. 

3  Peace,  prosperity,  and  health, 
Private  bliss,  and  public  wealth, 
Knowledge  with  its  gladdening  streams, 
Pure  religion's  holier  beams : 

Lord,  for  these  our  souls  shall  raise 
Grateful  vows  and  solemn  praise. 

4  As  Thy  prospering  hand  hath  blest, 
May  we  give  Thee  of  our  best ; 
And  by  deeds  of  kindly  love 

For  Thy  mercies  grateful  prove  ; 
Singing  thus  through  all  our  days, 
Praise  to  God,  immortal  praise. 

L.  BAItBAULD. 


34 


St  (SeorQC  or  Windsor,    7s. 

Key  of  G.     First  Note — 3.  G.  J.  Elvey. 

26 

COME,  ye  thankful  people,  come, 
Raise  the  song  of  harvest-home : 
All  is  safely  gathered  in, 
Ere  the  winter  storms  begin  : 
God,  our  Maker,  doth  provide 
For  our  wants  to  be  supplied  ; 
Come  to  God's  own  temple,  come, 
Raise  the  song  of  harvest-home. 

2  All  the  world  is  God's  own  field, 
Fruit  unto  His  praise  to  yield  ; 
Wheat  and  tares  together  sown, 
Unto  joy  or  sorrow  grown  : 
First  the  blade,  and  then  the  ear, 
Then  the  full  corn  shall  appear: 
Grant,  O  harvest  Lord,  that  we 
Wholesome  grain  and  pure  may  be. 

3  For  the  Lord  our  God  shall  come, 
And  shall  take  His  harvest  home ; 
From  His  field  shall  in  that  day 
All  offences  purge  away ; 

Give  His  angels  charge  at  last 
In  the  fire  the  tares  to  cast, 
But  the  fruitful  ears  to  store 
In  His  garner  evermore. 

4  Even  so,  Lord,  quickly  come 
To  Thy  final  harvest-home; 
Gather  Thou  Thy  people  in, 
Free  from  sorrow,  free  from  sin  ; 
There,  forever  purified, 

In  Thy  presence  to  abide  : 

Come,  with  all  Thine  angels,  come, 

Raise  the  glorious  harvest -home. 

HENRY    ALFORD, 

35 


fficrtbolb.  7. 6. 

Key  of  E  \).     First  Note — 3.  B.  Tours. 

27 

FKOM  glory  unto  glory !    Be  this  our  joyous 
song ; 
As   on   the   King's    own    highway,    we   bravely 

march  along. 
From  glory  unto  glory !  O  word  of  stirring  cheer, 
As  dawns  the  solemn  brightness  of  another  glad 
New  Year. 

2  From  glory  unto  glory!   What  great  things  He 

hath  done, 
What  wonders  He  hath  shown  us,  what  triumphs 

He  hath  won ! 
From  glory  unto  glory !    What  mighty  blessings 

crown 
The  lives  for  which  our  Lord  hath  laid  His  own 

so  freely  down ! 

3  The  fulness  of  His  blessing  encompasseth  our 

way ; 
The    fulness    of     His    promises    crowns    every 

brightening  day; 
The  fulness  of  His  glory  is  beaming  from  above, 
WThile  more  and  more  we  learn  to  know  the  ful- 
ness of  His  love. 

4  Now  onward,  ever   onward,   from   strength  to 

strength  we  go, 
While   grace   for   grace   abundantly  shall  from 

His  fulness  flow, 
To  glory's  full  fruition,  from  glory's  foretaste 

here, 
Until  His  very  presence  crown  our  happiest  New 

Year. 

F.    R,    HAVRRGAL. 
36 


3Bene\>ento-    7s.  d. 

Key  of  F.     First  Note — 1.  S.  Webbe. 

28 

WHILE  with  ceaseless  course  the  sun 
Hasteth  through  the  former  year, 
Many  souls  their  race  have  run 
Never-more  to  meet  us  here  ; 
Fixed  in  an  eternal  state 

They  have  done  with  all  below; 
We  a  little  longer  wait, 

But  how  little  none  can  know. 

2  As  the  winged  arrow  flies 

Speedily  the  mark  to  find ; 
As  the  lightning  from  the  skies 

Darts,  and  leaves  no  trace  behind ; 
Swiftly  thus  our  fleeting  days 

Bear  us  down  life's  rapid  stream ; 
Upward,  Lord,  our  spirits  raise, 

All  below  is  but  a  dream. 

3  Thanks  for  mercies  past  receive  ; 

Pardon  of  our  sins  renew  ; 
Teach  us  henceforth  how  to  live 

With  eternity  in  view: 
Bless  Thy  word  to  young  and  old  ; 

Fill  us  with  a  Saviour's  love  ; 
And  when  life's  short  tale  is  told, 

May  we  dwell  with  Thee  above. 

JOHN    NEWTON. 


37 


jEaater  Ib^mn,    fa 

Key  of  C.     First  Note — 5.  W.  H.  Monk. 


29 


JESUS  Christ  is  risen  to-day, 
Our  triumphant  holy  day, 
Who  did  once  upon  the  cross 
Suffer  to  redeem  our  loss. 

Alleluia ! 

2  Hymns  of  praise  then  let  us  sing 
Unto  Christ,  our  heavenly  king, 
Who  endured  the  cross  and  grave, 
Sinners  to  redeem  and  save. 

Alleluia ! 

3  But  the  pains  which  He  endured, 
Our  salvation  have  procured ; 
Now  above  the  sky  He's  King, 
Where  the  angels  ever  sing 

Alleluia ! 

4  Sing  we  to  our  God  above 
Praise  eternal  as  His  love ; 
Praise  Him,  all  ye  heavenly  host, 
Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost ; 

Alleluia ! 

ANON. 


38 


St  (Seorge,  or  Windsor.   7s. 

Key  of  G.    First  Note — 3.  G.  J.  Elvey. 

30 

T  the  Lamb's  high  feast  we  sing 


A 


Praise  to  our  victorious  King, 
Who  hath  washed  us  in  the  tide 
Flowing  from  His  pierced  side  ; 
Praise  we  Him,  Whose  love  divine 
Gives  His  sacred  blood  for  wine, 
Gives  His  body  for  the  feast, 
Christ  the  victim,  Christ  the  priest. 

Where  the  Paschal  blood  is  poured, 
Death's  dark  angel  sheathes  his  sword  ; 
Israel's  hosts  triumphant  go 
Through  the  wave  that  drowns  the  foe. 
Praise  we  Christ,  Whose  blood  was  shed, 
Paschal  victim,  Paschal  bread  ; 
With  sincerity  and  love 
Eat  we  manna  from  above. 

Mighty  victim  from  the  sky, 
Hell's  fierce  powers  beneath  Thee  lie ; 
Thou  hast  conquered  in  the  fight, 
Thou  hast  brought  us  life  and  light : 
Now  no  more  can  death  appall, 
Now  no  more  the  grave  enthrall ; 
Thou  hast  opened  Paradise, 
And  in  Thee  Thy  saints  shall  rise. 

Easter  triumph,  Easter  joy, 
Sin  alone  can  this  destroy ; 
From  sin's  power  do  Thou  set  free 
Souls  new-born,  O  Lord,  in  Thee. 
Hymns  of  glory  and  of  praise, 
Risen  Lord,  to  Thee  we  raise  ; 
Holy  Father,  praise  to  Thee, 
With  the  Spirit,  ever  be. 

R.   CAMPBELL. 


iRotterfcam.   i.  6. 

Key  of  A.    First  Note — 3.  k.  Tours. 

31 

THE  day  of  resurrection ! 
Earth,  tell  it  out  abroad  ; 
The  Passover  of  gladness, 

The  Passover  of  God. 
From  death  to  life  eternal, 
From  earth  unto  the  sky, 
Our  Christ  hath  brought  us  over 
With  hymns  of  victory. 

2  Our  hearts  be  pure  from  evil, 

That  we  may  see  aright 
The  Lord  in  rays  eternal 

Of  resurrection-light ; 
And,  listening  to  His  accents, 

May  hear  so  calm  and  plain 
His  own  "  All  hail,"  and  hearing, 

May  raise  the  victor  strain. 

3  Now  let  the  heavens  be  joyful, 

Let  earth  her  song  begin, 
The  round  world  keep  high  triumph, 

And  all  that  is  therein  ; 
Let  all  things  seen  and  unseen 

Their  notes  together  blend, 
For  Christ  the  Lord  is  risen, 

Our  joy  that  hath  no  end. 

tr.  J.  M.  NEALE. 


40 


Easter  1b\>mn.    7s. 

Kky  of  D.     First  Note — 1.  J.  Worgan. 

32 

nHRIST  the  Lord  is  risen  to-day, 
^    Sons  of  men  and  angels  say, 
Raise  your  joys  and  triumphs  high 
Sing  ye  heavens  and  earth  reply. 

2  Love's  redeeming  work  is  done, 
Fought  the  fight,  the  battle  won. 
Lo,  our  Sun's  eclipse  is  o'er ; 
Lo,  He  sets  in  blood  no  more. 

3  Vain  the  stone,  the  watch,  the  seal ; 
Christ  has  burst  the  gates  of  hell  ; 
Death  in  vain  forbids  His  rise  : 
Christ  has  opened  paradise. 

4  Lives  again  our  glorious  King : 
Where,  O  Death,  is  now  thy  sting  ? 
Once  He  died  our  souls  to  save  : 
Where  thy  victory,  O  grave  ? 

5  Soar  we  now  where  Christ  has  led, 
Following  our  exalted  Head  : 
Made  like  Him,  like  Him  we  rise ; 
Ours  the  Cross,  the  grave,  the  skies. 

CHARLES    WESLEY. 


41 


1fo\>mti8 


(Beneral  Selections 


Mebb.    7.6. 

Key  of  B[j.    First  Note — 5.  G.  J.  Webb. 

33 

THE  morning  light  is  breaking  ; 
The  darkness  disappears ; 
The  sons  of  earth  are  waking 

To  penitential  tears; 
Each  breeze  that  sweeps  the  ocean 

Brings  tidings  from  afar, 
Of  nations  in  commotion, 
Prepared  for  Sion's  war. 

2  See  heathen  nations  bending 

Before  the  God  we  love, 
And  thousand  hearts  ascending 

In  gratitude  above  ; 
While  sinners  now  confessing, 

The  gospel  call  obey, 
And  seek  the  Saviour's  blessing, 

A  nation  in  a  day. 

3  Blest  river  of  salvation  ! 

Pursue  thy  onward  way  ; 
Flow  thou  to  every  nation, 

Nor  in  thy  richness  stay  ; 
Stay  not  till  all  the  lowly 

Triumphant  reach  their  home  ; 
Stay  not  till  all  the  holy 

Proclaim  "  The  Lord  is  come  !  " 

s.    F.    SMITH. 


45 


Camben,    l.  m. 

Key  of  Er?.     First  Note — 1.  J.  B.  Calkin. 

34 

TILING  out  the  banner !  let  it  float 
-*-    Skyward  and  seaward,  high  and  wide  ; 
The  sun,  that  lights  its  shining  folds, 
The  cross,  on  which  the  Saviour  died. 

2  Fling  out  the  banner  !  angels  bend 

In  anxious  silence  o'er  the  sign  ; 
And  vainly  seek  to  comprehend 
The  wonder  of  the  love  divine. 

3  Fling  out  the  banner !  heathen  lands 

Shall  see  from  far  the  glorious  sight, 
And  nations,  crowding  to  be  born, 
Baptize  their  spirits  in  its  light. 

4  Fling  out  the  banner !  sin-sick  souls 

That  sink  and  perish  in  the  strife, 
Shall  touch  in  faith  its  radiant  hem, 
And  spring  immortal  into  life. 

5  Fling  out  the  banner !  let  it  float 

Skyward  and  seaward,  high  and  wide, 
Our  glory,  only  in  the  cross  ; 
Our  only  hope,  the  Crucified  ! 

6  Fling  out  the  banner!  wide  and  high, 

Seaward  and  skyward,  let  it  shine  : 
Nor  skill,  nor  might,  nor  merit  ours ; 
We  conquer  only  in  that  sign. 

Q.    W.    DOANE. 


46 


fllM$$ionan>  Tbpmn,    l.m. 

Ket  of  Ep.     First  Note— 1.  L.  Mason. 

35 

"PROM  Greenland's  icy  mountains, 
*■    From  India's  coral  strand, 
"Where  Afric's  sunny  fountains 

Roll  down  their  golden  sand  ; 
From  many  an  ancient  river, 

From  many  a  palmy  plain, 
They  call  us  to  deliver 

Their  land  from  error's  chain. 

2  What  though  the  spicy  breezes 

Blow  soft  o'er  Ceylon's  isle  ; 
Though  every  prospect  pleases, 

And  only  man  is  vile  : 
In  vain  with  lavish  kindness 

The  gifts  of  God  are  strown  ; 
The  heathen  in  his  blindness 

Bows  down  to  wood  and  stone. 

3  Can  we,  whose  souls  are  lighted 

"With  wisdom  from  on  high : 
Can  we  to  men  benighted 

The  lamp  of  life  deny  ? 
Salvation,  O  salvation ! 

The  joyful  sound  proclaim, 
Till  each  remotest  nation 

Has  learnt  Messiah's  Name. 

4  "Waft,  waft,  ye  winds,  His  story, 

And  you,  ye  waters,  roll, 
Till,  like  a  sea  of  glory, 

It  spreads  from  pole  to  pole : 
Till  o'er  our  ransomed  nature, 

The  Lamb  for  sinners  slain, 
Redeemer,  King,  Creator, 

In  bliss  returns  to  reign. 

R.    HEBER. 

47 


©ufte  Street   l.  m. 

Key  of  D.     First  Note — 1.  J.  Hatton. 

36 

TESUS  shall  reign  where'er  the  sun 
**   Does  his  successive  journeys  run  ; 
His  kingdom  stretch  from  shore  to  shore, 
Till  moons  shall  wax  and  wane  no  more. 

2  To  Him  shall  endless  prayer  be  made, 
And  praises  throng  to  crown  His  head  ; 
His  Name  like  sweet  perfume  shall  rise 
With  every  morning  sacrifice. 

3  People  and  realms  of  every  tongue 
Dwell  on  His  love  with  sweetest  song ; 
And  infant  voices  shall  proclaim 
Their  early  blessings  on  His  Name. 

4  Blessings  abound  where'er  He  reigns  ; 
The  prisoner  leaps  to  burst  his  chains, 
The  weary  find  eternal  rest, 

And  all  the  sons  of  want  are  blest. 

I.    WATTS. 


48 


Selw^n*    l.  m. 

Key  of  Ajj.     First  Note — 5.  Mendelssohn 

37 

ARM  of  the  Lord,  awake !  awake ! 
Put  on  Thy  strength  !  the  nations  shake ! 
And  let  the  world  adoring  see 
Triumphs  of  mercy  wrought  by  Thee. 

2  Say  to  the  heathen  from  Thy  throne, 
I  am  Jehovah,  God  alone  : 

Thy  voice  their  idols  shall  confound, 
And  cast  their  altars  to  the  ground. 

3  Let  Sion's  time  of  favor  come  ; 

Oh,  bring  the  tribes  of  Israel  home  ; 
And  let  our  wandering  eyes  behold 
Gentiles  and  Jews  in  Jesus'  fold. 

4  Almighty  God,  Thy  grace  proclaim 
In  every  clime,  of  every  name  ; 
Let  adverse  powers  before  Thee  fall, 
And  crown  the  Saviour  Lord  of  all. 

WM.    SHRUBSOLE. 


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Cambri&Qe,    s.  m.     . 

Key  of  A.     First  Note— 1.  R.  Harrison. 

38 

WE  give  Thee  but  Thine  own, 
Whate'er  the  gift  may  be  : 

All  that  we  have  is  Thine  alone, 
A  trust,  O  Lord,  from  Thee. 

2  May  we  Thy  bounties  thus 

As  stewards  true  receive, 
And  gladly,  as  Thou  blessest  us, 
To  Thee  our  first-fruits  give. 

3  Oh,  hearts  are  braised  and  dead, 

And  homes  are  bare  and  cold, 
And  lambs  for  whom  the  Shepherd  bled 
Are  straying  from  the  Fold ! 

4  To  comfort  and  to  bless, 

To  find  a  balm  for  woe, 
To  tend  the  lone  and  fatherless 
Is  angels'  work  below. 

5  The  captive  to  release, 

To  God  the  lost  to  bring, 
To  teach  the  way  of  life  and  peace, 
It  is  a  Christ-like  thing. 

C  And  we  believe  Thy  word, 

Though  dim  our  faith  may  be  ; 
Whate'er  for  Thine  we  do,  ()  Lord, 
We  do  it  unto  Thee. 

w.  w.  now. 


50 


•(Intercession*   l.  m. 

Kdy  of  G.     First  Note — 1. 

39 

OTHOU  through  suffering  perfect  made, 
On  Whom  the  bitter  cross  was  laid  ; 
In  hours  of  sickness,  grief,  and  pain, 
No  sufferer  turns  to  Thee  in  vain. 

2  The  halt,  the  maimed,  the  sick,  the  blind, 
Sought  not  in  vain  Thy  tendance  kind  ; 
Now  in  Thy  poor  Thyself  we  see, 

And  minister  through  them  to  Thee. 

3  O  loving  Saviour,  Thou  canst  cure 

The  pains  and  woes  Thou  didst  endure  ; 
For  all  who  need,  Physician  great, 
Thy  healing  balm  we  supplicate. 

4  But,  oh,  far  more,  let  each  keen  pain 
And  hour  of  woe  be  heavenly  gain, 
Each  stroke  of  Thy  chastising  rod 
Bring  back  the  wanderer  nearer  God  ! 

5  Oh,  heal  the  bruised  heart  within ! 
Oh,  save  our  souls  all  sick  with  sin  ! 
Give  life  and  health  in  bounteous  store, 
That  we  may  praise  Thee  evermore  ! 

w.  w.  HOW. 


51 


0 


flDelita.   8s. 

Key  of  C.     First  Note — 1.  J.  B.  Dtkes, 

40 

THOU,  Wlio  madest  land  and  sea, 

And  guidest  all,  in  all  their  waj^s, 

Who  hearest  those  who  bring  to  Thee 

Their  sacrifice  of  prayer  and  praise  ; 
Oh,  hear  Thy  children  as  they  bring 
Themselves  a  lowly  offering  ! 

Great  God,  Who  with  a  Father's  love 
Dost  watch  o'er  all  created  things, 

And  gatherest  all,  below,  above, 
Beneath  the  shadow  of  Thy  wings  ; 

Protect,  we  pray  Thee,  now,  and  bless 

Thy  children  who  are  fatherless. 

Come,  heavenly  Father,  come  to-day, 
For  we  Thy  children  come  to  Thee, 

And  Thou  wilt  never  say  us,  nay, 
If  come  we  in  humility  ; 

New-born  in  Thee,  O  Father,  bless 

Thy  children  who  are  fatherless. 

Cast  forth  upon  the  barren  strand 
Of  this  lone  world,  to  Thee  we  fly  ; 

In  faith  and  hope,  we  fain  would  stand 
Beneath  Thy  sheltering  arm  for  aye  ; 

Stretch  forth  Thy  hand,  and  pitying  bless 

Thy  children  who  are  fatherless. 

And  may  we  all  with  joyful  mind 
Our  hearts  as  living  offerings  bring, 

The  first-fruits  of  our  life,  to  find 
A  Father  in  our  heavenly  King  ; 

And  learn  in  life  and  death  to  bless 

Thee,  "Father  of  the  fatherless." 

G.  THRING. 
52 


JBroaWan&s,    6s. 

Key  of  E?.     First  Note — 5.        Arr.  by  E.  F.  Rimbault. 

41 

THOU  Who  with  dving  lips 
Thy  mother  didst  commend 
Unto  the  tender  care 

Of  Thy  beloved  friend ; 
Thou  Who  by  Lazarus'  grave 

In  human  grief  didst  groan, 
Turn,  Lord,  Thine  eyes  on  those 
Left  in  the  world  alone. 

2  Thou  Who  didst  call  Thy  Twelve 

Their  home  and  friends  to  leave, 
And  in  Thy  kingdom  all, 

Yea,  more  than  all,  receive, 
To  those  bereft  of  all, 

Thy  pitying  love  extend, 
And  let  them  find  in  Thee, 

Father,  and  home,  and  friend. 

3  Thou  Who  didst  say  of  old, 

"Thine  orphans  lend  to  me  ; 
Unto  the  fatherless 

I  wiU  a  Father  be," 
Thy  promises  are  sure  ; 

Help  us  to  trust  Thee  still ; 
To  those  who  need  Thee  sore, 

That  faithful  word  fulfill. 

4  Thou  Who  in  Thy  still  rest 

Our  dear  ones  safe  dost  keep  ; 
Thou  Who  shalt  bring  them  back 

One  day  from  their  long  sleep, 
Oh,  keep  us  by  Thy  grace, 

That  we  at  last  may  be, 
WThen  that  bright  morning  dawns, 

At  home  with  them  and  Thee. 

E.   WIGLESWORTH. 
53 


XKHarebam,    l.  m. 

Key  of  B\>.     First  Note— 1.  W.  Knapp. 

42 

FATHEK  of  mercies,  bow  Thine  ear, 
Attentive  to  our  earnest  prayer : 
We  plead  for  those  who  plead  for  Thee  ; 
Successful  pleaders  may  they  be ! 

2  How  great  their  work,  how  vast  their  charge  S 
Do  Thou  their  anxious  souls  enlarge  : 

Their  best  acquirements  are  our  gain  ; 
We  share  the  blessings  they  obtain. 

3  Clothe,  then,  with  energy  divine 

Their  words,  and  let  those  words  be  Thine  ; 
To  them  Thy  sacred  truth  reveal, 
Suppress  their  fear,  inflame  their  zeal. 

4  Teach  them  to  sow  the  precious  seed ; 
Teach  them  Thy  chosen  flock  to  feed ; 
Teach  them  immortal  souls  to  gain, 
Souls  that  will  well  reward  their  pain. 

5  Let  thronging  multitudes  around 
Hear  from  their  lips  the  joyful  sound  ; 
In  humble  strains  Thy  grace  implore, 
And  feel  Thy  new-creating  power. 

6  Let  sinners  break  their  massy  chains, 
Distressed  souls  forget  their  pains ; 

Let  light  through  distant  realms  be  spread, 
And  Sion  rear  her  drooping  head. 

B.  BEDDOME. 


54 


Marebam,    l.  m. 

Key  of  B9.     First  Note — 1.  TV.  Knapp. 

43 

OLOED  of  hosts,  Whose  glory  fills 
The  bounds  of  the  eternal  hills, 
And  yet  vouchsafes,  in  Christian  lands, 
To  dwell  in  temples  made  with  hands  ; 

2  Grant  that  all  we  who  here  to-day 
Rejoicing  this  foundation  lay, 
May  be  in  very  deed  Thine  own, 
Built  on  the  precious  Corner-stone. 

3  Endue  the  creatures  with  Thy  grace, 
That  shall  adorn  Thy  dwelling-place  ; 
The  beauty  of  the  oak  and  pine, 

The  gold  and  silver,  make  them  Thine. 

4  To  Thee  they  all  belong ;  to  Thee 
The  treasures  of  the  earth  and  sea  ; 

And  when  we  bring  them  to  Thy  throne. 
We  but  present  Thee  with  Thine  own. 

5  The  minds  that  guide,  endue  with  skill ; 
The  hands  that  work,  preserve  from  ill ; 
That  we,  who  these  foundations  lay, 
May  raise  the  top- stone  in  its  day. 

6  Both  now  and  ever,  Lord,  protect 
The  temple  of  Thine  own  elect ; 

Be  Thou  in  them,  and  they  in  Thee, 
O  ever  blessed  Trinity  ! 

J.  M.  NEALE. 


55 


flDelita,    8s. 

Key  of  C.     First  Note— 1.  J.  B.  Dykes. 

44 

FTEKNAL  Father  !  strong  to  save, 

•^     Whose  arm  hath  bound  the  restless  'wave 

Who  bidd'st  the  mighty  ocean  deep 

Its  own  appointed  limits  keep  ; 

Oh,  hear  us  when  we  ciy  to  Thee 

For  those  in  peril  on  the  sea ! 

2  O  Christ !  Whose  voice  the  waters  heard 
And  hushed  their  raging  at  Thy  word, 
Who  walked'st  on  the  foaming  deep, 
And  calm  amidst  its  rage  didst  sleep ; 

Oh,  hear  us  when  we  cry  to  Thee 
For  those  in  peril  on  the  sea ! 

3  Most  Holy  Spirit !  Who  didst  brood 
Upon  the  chaos  dark  and  rude, 
And  bid  its  angry  tumult  cease, 
And  give,  for  wild  confusion,  peace  ; 

Oh,  hear  us  when  we  cry  to  Thee 
For  those  in  peril  on  the  sea  ! 

4  O  Trinity  of  love  and  power ! 

Our  brethren  shield  in  danger's  hour  ; 

From  rock  and  tempest,  fire  and  foe, 

Protect  them  wheresoe'er  they  go  ; 
Thus  evermore  shall  rise  to  Thee 
Glad  hymns  of  praise  from  land  and  sea. 

w.  WHITING. 


56 


SoutbwelL    c.  m. 

Key  of  E.     First  Note— 1.  H.  S.  Irons. 

45 

FATHER  of  mercies  !  in  Thy  Word 
What  endless  glory  shines  ! 
Forever  be  Thy  Name  adored 
For  these  celestial  lines. 

2  Here  the  Redeemer's  welcome  voice 

Spreads  heavenly  peace  around  ; 
And  life  and  everlasting  joys 
Attend  the  blissful  sound. 

3  Oh,  may  these  heavenly  pages  be 

My  ever  dear  delight ; 
And  still  new  beauties  may  I  see, 
And  still  increasing  light. 

4  Divine  Instructor,  gracious  Lord, 

Be  Thou  forever  near  ; 
Teach  me  to  love  Thy  sacred  Word, 
And  view  my  Saviour  there. 

ANNE    STEELE. 


57 


flDen&on,   l.  m. 

Key  of  Bp.     First  Note— 1.  German. 

46 

T  ORD  of  all  being  ;  throned  afar, 

•^     Thy  glory  flames  from  sun  and  star  ; 

Centre  and  soul  of  every  sphere, 

Yet  to  each  loving  heart  how  near  ! 

2  Sun  of  our  life,  Thy  quickening  ray 
Sheds  on  our  path  the  glow  of  day  ; 
Star  of  our  hope,  Thy  softened  light 
Cheers  the  long  matches  of  the  night. 

3  Our  midnight  is  Thy  smile  withdrawn ; 
Our  noontide  is  Thy  gracious  dawn  ; 
Our  rainbow  arch,  Thy  mercy's  sign  ; 
All,  save  the  clouds  of  sin,  are  Thine. 

4  Lord  of  all  life,  below,  above. 

Whose  light  is  truth,  Whose  warmth  is  love, 
Before  Thy  ever-blazing  throne 
We  ask  no  lustre  of  our  own. 

5  Grant  us  Thy  truth  to  make  us  free, 
And  kindling  hearts  that  burn  for  Thee, 
Till  all  Thy  living  altars  claim 

One  holy  light,  one  heavenly  flame. 

OLIVER    W.  HOLMES. 
By  permission  and  special  arrangement  with  Houghton,  Miflliu  &  Co. 


58 


Ipass  fl&e  1Rot.    8.  5. 

Key  of  E      First  Note— 3.  W.  H.  Doane. 

47 

PASS  me  not,  O  gentle  Saviour, 
Hear  my  humble  cry  ; 
"While  on  others  Thou  art  smiling 
Do  not  pass  me  by. 

2  Let  me  at  a  throne  of  mercy 

Find  a  sweet  relief, 
Kneeling  there  in  deep  contrition, 
Help  my  unbelief  ! 

3  Trusting  only  in  Thy  merits, 

Would  I  seek  Thy  face, 
Heal  my  wounded,  broken  spirit, 
Save  me  by  Thy  grace  ! 

4  Thou  the  Spring  of  all  mj4  comfort, 

More  than  life  to  me, 
Whom  on  earth  have  I  besides  Thee, 
Whom  in  heaven  but  Thee  ! 

MRS.   F.   J.   CROSBY    VAN    ALSTTNE. 
Used  by  permission  of  the  Bigelow  &  Main  Co.,  owners  of  the  copyright. 


59 


Conquest    7.  6. 

Key  of  C.     First  Note— 5.  J.  Staineb 

48 

A  LORD,  our  strength  in  weakness, 
^     We  pray  to  Thee  for  grace  ; 
For  power  to  fight  the  battle, 

For  speed  to  run  the  race  ; 
When  Thy  baptismal  waters 

Were  poured  upon  our  brow, 
We  then  were  made  Thy  children, 

And  pledged  our  earliest  vow ; 

2  We  then  were  sealed  and  hallowed 

By  Thy  life-giving  word  ; 
Were  made  the  Spirit's  temples, 

And  members  of  the  Lord  ; 
With  His  own  blood  He  bought  us, 

And  made  the  purchase  sure  ; 
His  are  we :  may  He  keep  us 

Sober,  and  chaste,  and  pure. 

3  Conformed  to  His  own  likeness 

May  we  so  live  and  die, 
That  in  the  grave  our  bodies 

In  holy  peace  may  lie  ; 
And  at  the  resurrection 
.    Forth  from  those  graves  may  spring, 
Like  to  the  glorious  body 

Of  Christ,  our  Lord  and  King. 

4  The  pure  in  heart  are  blessed, 

For  they  shall  see  the  Lord 
Forever  and  forever 

By  seraphim  adored  ; 
And  they  shall  drink  the  pleasures, 

Such  as  no  tongue  can  tell, 
From  the  clear  crystal  river, 

And  life's  eternal  well. 

C.  WORDSWORTH. 

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St  (Seorge  or  Minbsor.    8. 

Key  of  G.     First  Note — 3.  G.  J.  Elvey. 

49 

WATCHMAN,  tell  us  of  the  night, 
What  its  signs  of  promise  are. 
Traveller,  o'er  yon  mountain's  height, 

See  that  glory-beaming  star. 
Watchman,  does  its  beauteous  ray 

Aught  of  joy  or  hope  foretell? 
Traveller,  yes  ;  it  brings  the  day, 
Promised  day  of  Israel. 

2  Watchman,  tell  us  of  the  night ; 

Higher  yet  that  star  ascends. 
Traveller,  blessedness  and  light, 

Peace  and  truth,  its  course  portends. 
Watchman,  will  its  beams  alone 

Gild  the  spot  that  gave  them  birth  ? 
Traveller,  ages  are  its  own  ; 

See,  it  bursts  o'er  all  the  earth. 

3  Watchman,  tell  us  of  the  night, 

For  the  morning  seems  to  dawn. 
Traveller,  darkness  takes  its  flight ; 

Doubt  and  terror  are  withdrawn. 
Watchman,  let  thy  wanderings  cease ; 

Hie  thee  to  thy  quiet  home. 
Traveller,  lo !  the  Prince  of  Peace, 

Lo  !  the  Son  of  God  is  come. 

J.  BOWRING. 


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St  peter,    o.  m. 

Key  ofE|},     First  Note — 5.  A.  R.  Reinagle 

50 

T  AMP  of  our  feet,  whereby  we  trace 
■^     Our  path  when  wont  to  stray  ; 
Stream  from  the  fount  of  heavenly  grace, 
Brook  by  the  traveller's  way ; 

2  Bread  of  our  souls,  whereon  Ave  feed, 

True  manna  from  on  high  ; 
Our  guide  and  chart,  wherein  we  read 
Of  realms  beyond  the  sky  ; 

3  Pillar  of  fire,  through  watches  dark, 

And  radiant  cloud  by  day  ; 
When  waves  would  'whelm  our  tossing  bark. 
Our  anchor  and  our  stay  : 

4  Word  of  the  everlasting  God, 

Will  of  His  glorious  Son  ; 
Without  Thee  how  could  earth  be  trod, 
Or  heaven  itself  be  won  ? 

5  Lord,  grant  us  all  a  right  to  learn 

The  wisdom  it  imparts ; 
And  to  its  heavenly  teaching  turn, 
With  simple,  childlike  hearts. 

B.   BARTON. 


62 


IRefuge.    7s. 

Key  of  D.     First  Note— 3.  J.  P.  Holbrook 

51 

JESU,  lover  of  my  soul, 
Let  me  to  Thy  bosom  fly, 
While  the  nearer  waters  roll, 

"While  the  tempest  still  is  nigh, 
Hide  me,  O  my  Saviour,  hide, 

Till  the  storm  of  life  be  past ; 
Safe  into  the  haven  guide, 
Oh,  receive  my  soul  at  last ! 

2  Other  refuge  have  I  none, 

Hangs  my  helpless  soul  on  Thee, 
Leave,  ah  !  leave  me  not  alone, 

Still  support  and  comfort  me  : 
All  my  trust  on  Thee  is  stayed  ; 

All  my  help  from  Thee  I  bring ; 
Cover  my  defenseless  head 

With  the  shadow  of  thy  wing. 

3  Thou,  O  Christ,  art  all  I  want ; 

More  than  all  in  Thee  I  find  : 
Eaise  the  fallen,  cheer  the  faint, 

Heal  the  sick,  and  lead  the  blind. 
Just  and  holy  is  Thy  Name  ; 

I  am  all  unrighteousness  ; 
False  and  full  of  sin  I  am, 

Thou  art  full  of  truth  and  grace. 

4  Plenteous  grace  with  Thee  is  found, 

Grace  to  cover  all  my  sin  : 
Let  the  healing  streams  abound, 

Make  and  keep  me  pure  within. 
Thou  of  Life  the  Fountain  art ; 

Freely  let  me  take  of  Thee  ; 
Spring  Thou  up  within  my  heart, 

Rise  to  all  eternity. 

CHARLES    WESLEY. 

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Key  of  B|?.     First  Note— 5.  T.  Hastings. 

52 

ROCK  of  ages,  cleft  for  me, 
Let  ine  hide  myself  in  Thee  ; 
Let  the  water  and  the  blood, 
From  Thy  side,  a  healing  flood, 
Be  of  sin  the  double  cure, 
Save  from  wrath,  and  make  me  pure. 

2  Should  my  tears  forever  flow, 
Should  my  zeal  no  languor  know, 
All  for  sin  could  not  atone, 
Thou  must  save,  and  Thou  alone  ; 
In  my  hand  no  price  I  bring, 
Simply  to  Thy  cross  I  cling. 

3  While  I  draw  this  fleeting  breath, 
When  mine  eyelids  close  in  death, 
When  I  rise  to  worlds  unknown, 
And  behold  Thee  on  Thy  throne, 
Rock  of  ages,  cleft  for  me, 

Let  me  hide  myself  in  Thee. 

A.  M.  TOPLADY. 


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St,  peter*   a  m. 

Key  of  E?.     First  Note— 5.  A.  R.  Reinagle. 

53 

AH,  help  us,  Lord ;  each  hour  of  need 
^     Thy  heavenly  succor  give : 
Help  us  in  thought,  in  word,  and  deed, 
Each  hour  on  earth  we  live  ! 

2  Oh,  help  us  when  our  spirits  cry 

With  contrite  anguish  sore ; 
And  when  our  hearts  are  cold  and  dry, 
Oh,  help  us,  Lord,  the  more ! 

3  Oh,  help  us  through  the  prayer  of  faith 

More  firmly  to  believe  ! 
For  still  the  more  the  servant  hath, 
The  more  shall  he  receive. 

4  Oh,  help  us,  Saviour,  from  on  high  : 

We  have  no  help  but  Thee. 
Oh,  help  us  so  to  live  and  die 
As  thine  in  heaven  to  be ! 

H.  H.  MILMAN. 


65 


penitence,    6.  5. 

Key  of  D[?.     First  Note — 3.  S.  Lane. 


54 


IN  the  hour  of  trial, 
Jesu,  plead  for  me  ; 
Lest  by  base  denial 

I  depart  from  Thee  ; 
When  Thou  see'st  me  waver, 

With  a  look  recall, 
Nor  for  fear  or  favor 
Suffer  me  to  fall. 

With  forbidden  pleasures 

Would  this  vain  world  charm  ; 
Or  its  sordid  treasures 

Spread  to  work  me  harm  ; 
Bring  to  my  remembrance 

Sad  Gethsemane, 
Or,  in  darker  semblance, 

Cross-crowned  Calvary. 

Should  Thy  mercy  send  me 

Sorrow,  toil,  and  woe  ; 
Or  should  pain  attend  me 

On  my  path  below  ; 
Grant  that  I  may  never 

Fail  Thy  hand  to  see  ; 
Grant  that  I  may  ever 

Cast  my  care  on  Thee. 

When  my  last  hour  cometh, 

Fraught  with  strife  and  pain, 
When  my  dust  returneth 

To  the  dust  again  ; 
On  Thy  truth  relying, 

Through  that  mortal  strife, 
Jesu,  take  me,  dying, 

To  eternal  life. 

J.  MONTGOMERY. 
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Stepbanos*    p.  m. 

Key  of  G.     First  Note — 3.  H.  W.  Baker. 

55 

ART  thou  weary,  art  thou  languid, 
Art  thou  sore  distrest  ? 
"  Come  to  Me,"  saith  One,  "  and  coming, 
Be  at  rest." 

2  Hath  He  marks  to  lead  me  to  Him, 

If  He  be  my  guide  ? 
"In  His  feet  and  hands  are  wound-prints, 
And  His  side." 

3  Is  there  diadem,  as  monarch, 

That  His  brown  adorns? 
"Yea,  a  crown,  in  very  surety, 
But  of  thorns." 

4  If  I  find  Him,  if  I  follow, 

What  His  guerdon  here  ? 
"  Many  a  sorrow,  many  a  labor, 
Many  a  tear." 

5  If  I  still  hold  closely  to  Him, 

What  hath  He  at  last  ? 
"Sorrow  vanquished,  labor  ended, 
Jordan  past." 

6  If  I  ask  Him  to  receive  me, 

Will  He  say  me  nay  ? 
"  Not  till  earth,  and  not  till  heaven 
Pass  away." 

7  Finding,  following,  keeping,  struggling, 

Is  He  sure  to  bless  ? 
Saints,  apostles,  prophets,  martyrs, 
Answer,  "Yes." 

J.  M.  NEALE. 

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Betban?.  p.m. 

Key  of  G.     First  Note— 3.  L.  Mason. 


56 


NEARER,  my  God,  to  Thee, 
Nearer  to  Thee, 
E'en  though  it  be  a  cross, 

That  raiseth  me  ; 
Still  all  my  song  shall  be, 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  Thee, 
Nearer  to  Thee. 

Though  like  a  wanderer, 

Weary  and  lone, 
Darkness  comes  over  me, 

My  rest  a  stone  ; 
Yet  in  my  dreams  I'd  be 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  Thee, 

Nearer  to  Thee. 

There  let  my  way  appear 

Steps  unto  heaven  ; 
All  that  Thou  sendest  me 

In  mercy  given  ; 
Angels  to  beckon  me 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  Thee, 

Nearer  to  Thee. 

Then  with  my  waking  thoughts 

Bright  with  Thy  praise, 
Out  of  my  stony  griefs 

Altars  I'll  raise  ; 
So  by  my  woes  to  be 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  Thee, 

Nearer  to  Thee. 

MRS.   S.  F.   ADAMS. 


©ll\>et     6.  6.  4.  6.  6.  6.  4. 

Key  of  Ep.     First  Xote— 1.  L.  Mason. 

57 

Y  faith  looks  up  to  Thee, 
Thou  Lamb  of  Calvary, 

Saviour  divine  ! 
Now  hear  me  while  I  pray ; 
Take  all  my  guilt  away  ; 
Oh,  let  me  from  this  day 

Be  wholly  Thine  ! 

May  Thy  rich  grace  impart 
Strength  to  my  fainting  heart, 

My  zeal  inspire  ; 
As  Thou  hast  died  for  me, 
Oh,  may  my  love  to  Thee 
Pure,  warm,  and  changeless  be, 

A  living  fire. 

While  life's  dark  maze  I  tread, 
And  griefs  around  me  spread, 

Be  Thou  my  guide  ; 
Bid  darkness  turn  to  day  ; 
Wipe  sorrow's  tears  away  ; 
Nor  let  me  ever  stray 

From  Thee  aside  ! 

When  ends  life's  transient  dream, 
When  death's  cold,  sullen  stream 

Shall  o'er  me  roll ; 
Blest  Saviour,  then  in  love, 
Fear  and  distrust  remove  ; 
Oh,  bear  me  safe  above, 

A  ransomed  soul ! 

RAY    PALMER. 


69 


Ibamburg,    l.  m. 

Key  of  F.     First  Note — 1.  Arr.  by  L  Mason 

58 

MY  God,  permit  me  not  to  be 
A  stranger  to  myself  and  Thee  : 
Amidst'  a  thousand  thoughts  I  rove, 
Forgetful  of  my  highest  love. 

2  Why  should  iny  passions  mix  with  earth, 
And  thus  debase  my  heavenl}r  birth  ? 
Why  should  I  cleave  to  things  below, 
And  all  my  purest  joys  forego  ? 

3  Call  me  away  from  flesh  and  sense  ; 

Thy  grace,  O  Lord,  can  draw  me  thence  : 
I  would  obey  the  voice  divine, 
And  all  inferior  joys  resign. 

1.  WATTS. 


70 


1 


flDartprfcom.   c.  m. 

Key  of  A.     First  Note — 5.  H.  Wilson. 

59 

LOKD,  when  we  bend  before  Thy  throne, 
And  our  confessions  pour, 
Teach  us  to  feel  the  sins  we  own, 
And  hate  what  we  deplore. 

2  Our  broken  spirits,  pitying,  see  ; 

True  penitence  impart ; 
And  let  a  kindling  glance  from  Thee 
Beam  hope  upon  the  heart. 

3  When  we  disclose  our  wants  in  prayer, 

May  we  our  wills  resign  ; 
And  not  a  thought  our  bosom  share 
Which  is  not  wholly  Thine. 

4  Let  faith  each  weak  petition  fill, 

And  waft  it  to  the  skies, 
And  teach  our  hearts  'tis  goodness  still 
That  grants  it,  or  denies. 

J.  D.  CAKLYLE. 


71 


St.  EMtb.    7.  6. 

Key  of  E.    First  Note — 1.  J.  H.  Knecht. 

6o 

A  JESU,  Thou  art  standing 

^     Outside  the  fast-closed  door, 

In  lowly  patience  waiting 

To  pass  the  threshold  o'er : 
Shame  on  us,  Christian  brothers, 

His  Name  and  sign  who  bear  : 
Oh,  shame,  thrice  shame  upon  us, 

To  keep  Him  standing  there ! 

2  O  Jesu,  Thou  art  knocking  : 

And  lo  !  that  hand  is  scarred, 
And  thorns  Thy  brow  encircle, 

And  tears  Thy  face  have  marred : 
O  love  that  passeth  knowledge, 

So  patiently  to  wait ! 
O  sin  that  hath  no  equal, 

So  fast  to  bar  the  gate ! 

3  O  Jesu,  Thou  art  pleading 

In  accents  meek  and  low, 
"I  died  for  you,  My  children, 

And  will  ye  treat  Me  so  ?  " 
O  Lord,  with  shame  and  sorrow 

We  open  now  the  door  : 
Dear  Saviour,  enter,  enter, 

And  leave  us  nevermore. 

w.  w.  HOW. 


72 


IRatbburn.    8.  7. 

Key  of  C      First  Note— 5.  J.  Conket. 

6i 

IN  the  cross  of  Christ  I  glory, 
Towering  o'er  the  wrecks  of  time  ; 
All  the  light  of  sacred  story 

Gathers  round  its  head  sublime. 

2  When  the  woes  of  life  o'ertake  me, 

Hopes  deceive,  and  fears  annoy, 
Never  shall  the  cross  forsake  me  : 
Lo  !  it  glows  with  peace  and  joy. 

3  When  the  sun  of  bliss  is  beaming 

Light  and  love  upon  my  way, 
From  the  cross  the  radiance  streaming, 
Adds  new  lustre  to  the  day. 

4  Bane  and  blessing,  pain  and  pleasure, 

By  the  cross  are  sanctified  ; 
Peace  is  there  that  knows  no  measure, 
Jovs  that  through  all  time  abide. 

5  In  the  cross  of  Christ  I  glory, 

Towering  o'er  the  wrecks  of  time  ; 
All  the  light  of  sacred  story 

Gathers  round  its  head  sublime. 

J.  BOWRING. 


73 


3esu,  flDaaister  Bone.   7.  6. 

Key  of  F.     First  Note — 3.  J.  B.  Dykes. 

62 

OLAMB  of  God,  still  keep  me 
Near  to  Thy  wounded  side  ! 
'Tis  only  there  in  safety 

And  peace  I  can  abide. 
What  foes  and  snares  surround  me  ! 

What  doubts  and  fears  within  ! 
The  grace  that  sought  and  found  me, 
Alone  can  keep  me  clean. 

2  'Tis  only  in  Thee  hiding, 

I  feel  my  life  secure  ; 
Only  in  Thee  abiding, 

The  conflict  can  endure  : 
Thine  arm  the  victory  gaineth 

O'er  every  hateful  foe  ; 
Thy  love  my  heart  sustaineth 

In  all  its  care  and  woe. 

3  Soon  shall  my  eyes  behold  Thee, 

With  rapture,  face  to  face  ; 
One-half  hath  not  been  told  me 

Of  all  Thy  power  and  grace : 
Thy  beauty,  Lord,  and  glory, 

The  wonders  of  Thy  love, 
Shall  be  the  endless  story 

Of  all  Thy  saints  above. 

J.  G.  DECK. 


74 


St  Barnabaa.    d.  s.  m. 

Key  of  C.     First  Note — 1.  Aliquis. 

63 

THOU  art  gone  up  on  high 
-*■     To  mansions  in  the  skies  ; 
And  round  Thy  throne  unceasingly 

The  songs  of  praise  arise  : 

But  we  are  lingering  here, 

"With  sin  and  care  opprest ; 
Lord,  send  Thy  promised  Comforter, 

And  lead  us  to  Thy  rest. 

2  Thou  art  gone  up  on  high ; 

But  Thou  didst  first  come  down, 
Through  earth's  most  bitter  agony, 

To  pass  unto  Thy  crown  ; 

And  girt  with  griefs  and  fears 

Our  onward  course  must  be  ; 
But  only  let  that  path  of  tears 

Lead  us  at  last  to  Thee. 

3  Thou  art  gone  up  on  high  ; 
But  Thou  shalt  come  again, 

With  all  the  bright  ones  of  the  sky 

Attendant  in  Thy  train. 

Lord,  by  Thy  saving  power, 

So  make  us  live  and  die, 
That  we  may  stand,  in  that  dread  hour, 

At  Thy  right  hand  on  high. 

E.  L.  TOKE. 


75 


©ia&emata,    d.  s.  m. 

Key  of  E.     First  Note — 1.  G.  J.  Elvey. 

64 

CROWN  Him  with  many  crowns, 
The  Lamb  upon  His  throne  ;  • 

Hark !  how  the  heavenly  anthem  drowns 
All  music  but  its  own  : 
Awake,  my  soul,  and  sing 
Of  Him  Who  died  for  thee, 
And  hail  Him  as  thy  matchless  King 
Through  all  eternity. 

2  Crown  Him  the  Son  of  God 
Before  the  worlds  began, 

And  ye,  who  tread  where  He  hath  trod, 

Crown  Him  the  Son  of  Man  ; 

Who  every  grief  hath  known 

That  wrings  the  human  breast, 
And  takes  and  bears  them  for  His  own, 

That  all  in  Him  may  rest. 

3  Crown  Him  the  Lord  of  Life, 
Who  triumphed  o'er  the  grave, 

And  rose  victorious  in  the  strife 

For  those  He  came  to  save  ; 

His  glories  now  we  sing 

Who  died,  and  rose  on  high, 
Who  died,  eternal  life  to  bring, 

And  lives  that  death  may  die. 

4  Crown  Him  of  lords  the  Lord, 
Who  over  all  doth  reign. 

Who  once  on  earth,  the  Incarnate  Word, 

For  ransomed  sinner  slain, 

Now  lives  in  realms  of  light, 

Where  saints  with  angels  sing 
Their  songs  before  Him  day  and  night, 

Their  God,  Redeemer,  King. 

M.  BRIDGES. 
7G 


St.  Gutbbert.   8.  6. 8.  4. 

Key  of  E|?.     First  Note — 1.  J.  B.  Dykes. 

65 

AUR  blest  Redeemer,  ere  He  breathed 
^     His  tender,  last  farewell, 
A  Guide,  a  Comforter,  bequeathed 
With  us  to  dwell. 

2  He  came  sweet  influence  to  impart, 

A  gracious,  willing  guest, 
While  He  can  find  one  humble  heart 
Wherein  to  rest. 

3  And  His  that  gentle  voice  we  hear, 

Soft  as  the  breath  of  even, 
That  checks  each  thought,  that  calms  each  fear, 
And  speaks  of  heaven. 

4  And  every  virtue  we  possess, 

And  every  victory  won, 
And  every  thought  of  holiness 
Are  His  alone. 


D 


Spirit  of  purity  and  grace, 

Our  weakness,  pitying,  see  : 
Oh,  make  our  hearts  Thy  dwelling-place, 

And  worthier  Thee. 


H.  AUBER. 


77 


St  Hgnes.    o.  m. 


Key  of  G.     First  Note— 3.  J.  B.  Dykes. 

66 

COME,  Holy  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove, 
With  all  Thy  quickening  powers  ; 
Kindle  a  flame  of  sacred  love 
In  these  cold  hearts  of  ours. 

2  See  how  we  grovel  here  below, 

Fond  of  these  earthly  toys  : 
Our  souls,  how  heavily  they  go, 
To  reach  eternal  joys. 

3  In  vain  we  tune  our  lifeless  songs, 

In  vain  we  strive  to  rise  : 
Hosannas  languish  on  our  tongues, 
And  our  devotion  dies. 

4  Come,  Holy  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove, 

With  all  Thy  quickening  powers  ; 
Come,  shed  abroad  a  Saviour's  love, 
And  that  shall  kindle  ours. 

I.  WATTS. 


78 


flDen&on.   l.  m. 

Key  or  B  J7.     First  Note— 1.  German. 

67 

COME,  gracious  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove, 
With  light  and  comfort  from  above  ; 
Be  Thou  our  guardian,  Thou  our  guide, 
O'er  every  thought  and  step  preside. 

2  The  light  of  truth  to  us  display, 

And  make  us  know  and  choose  Thy  way  ; 

Plant  holy  fear  in  every  heart, 

That  we  from  Thee  may  ne'er  depart. 

3  Lead  us  to  Christ,  the  living  Way, 
Nor  let  us  from  His  precepts  stray ; 
Lead  us  to  holiness,  the  road 

That  we  must  take  to  dwell  with  God. 

4  Lead  us  to  heaven,  that  we  may  share 
Fulness  of  joy  forever  there  : 

Lead  us  to  God,  our  final  rest, 
To  be  with  Him  forever  blest. 

S.  BROWNE. 


79 


IRicaea,    p.  m. 

Key  of  E.     First  Note — 1.  J.  B.  Dykes. 

68 

HOLY,  Holy,  Holy!  Lord  God  Almighty! 
Early  in  the  morning  our  song  shall  rise  to 
Thee: 
Holy,  Holy,  Holy  !  merciful  and  mighty  ! 
God  in  Three  Persons,  blessed  Trinity ! 

2  Holy,  Holy,  Holy  !    All  the  saints  adore  Thee, 

Casting  down  their  golden  crowns  around  the 

glassy  sea  ; 
Cherubim  and    seraphim    falling   down   before 

Thee, 
Which  wert,  and  art,  and  evermore  shalt  be. 

3  Holy,   Holy,  Holy!    though    the    darkness  hide 

Thee, 
Though  the  eye  of  sinful  man  Thy  glory  may 

not  see, 
Only  Thou  art  holy  ;  There  is  none  beside  Thee, 
Perfect  in  power,  in  love,  and  purity. 

4  Holy,  Holy,  Holy !  Lord  God  Almighty ! 

All  Thy  works  shall  praise  Thy  name,  in  earth, 
and  sky,  and  sea : 
Holy,  Holy,  Holy  !  merciful  and  mighty ! 
God  in  Three  Persons,  blessed  Trinity  ! 

R.  HEBER. 


80 


Weelep.    11. 10. 

Key  of  B  ?.     First  Note — 1.  Lowell  Mason. 

69 

IT  AIL  to  the  brightness  of  Zion's  glad  morning  : 
"     Joy  to  the  lands  that  in  darkness  have  lain  : 
Hushed  be  the  accents  of  sorrow  and  mourning 
Zion  triumphant  begins  its  glad  reign. 

2  Hail  to  the  brightness  of  Zion's  glad  morning, 

Long  by  the  prophets  of  Israel  foretold  ; 

Hail  to  the  millions  from  bondage  returning ; 

Gentiles  and  Jews  the  blest  vision  behold. 

3  Lo,  in  the  desert  rich  flowers  are  springing  ; 

Streams  ever  copious  are  gliding  along  ; 
Loud  from  the  mountain-tops  echoes  are  ring- 
ing ; 
"Wastes  rise  in  verdure,  and  mingle  in  song. 

4  See,  from  all  lands,  from  the  isles  of  the  ocean, 

Praise  to  Jehovah  ascending  on  high ; 
Fallen  are  the  engines  of  war  and  commotion  ; 
Shouts  of  salvation  are  rending  the  sky. 

THOS.   HASTINGS. 
By  permission  Thos.  S.  Hastings. 


81 


flDoultrte.    8.  r. 

Key  of  G.     First  Note— 1.  G.  F.  Cobb. 

70 

ROUND  the  Lord  in  glory  seated 
Cherubim  and  seraphim 
Filled  His  temple,  and  rej>eatecl 

Each  to  each  the  alternate  hymn  : 
"  Lord,  Thy  glory  fills  the  heaven, 

Earth  is  with  Thy  fulness  stored  ; 
Unto  Thee  be  glory  given, 
Holy,  Holy,  Holy  Lord." 

2  Heaven  is  still  with  glory  ringing, 

Earth  takes  up  the  angels'  cry, 
"Holy,  Holy,  Holy,"  singing, 

"  Lord  of  Hosts,  the  Lord  most  High." 
With  His  seraph  train  before  Him, 

With  His  holy  Church  below, 
Thus  unite  we  to  adore  Him, 

Bid  we  thus  our  anthem  flow : 

3  "  Lord,  Thy  glory  fills  the  heaven, 

Earth  is  with  Thy  fulness  stored  ; 
Unto  Thee  be  glory  given, 

Holy,  Holy,  Holy  Lord." 
Thus  Thy  glorious  Name  confessing, 

With  Thine  angel  hosts  we  cry 
"  Holy,  Holy,  Holy,"  blessing 

Thee,  the  Lord  of  Hosts  most  high. 

R.  MANT. 


fl&OSCOW,    6.6.4.6.6.6.4. 

Key  of  G.     First  Note— 5.  F.  Giardiui. 


71 


COME,  Thou  almighty  King, 
Help  us  Thy  Name  to  sing, 
Help  us  to  praise  ! 
Father  all  glorious, 
O'er  all  victorious, 
Come  and  reign  over  us, 
Ancient  of  days  ! 

2  Come,  Thou  Incarnate  Word, 
Gird  on  Thy  mighty  sword  ; 

Our  prayer  attend ! 
Come,  and  Thy  peojDle  bless  ; 
Come,  give  Thy  word  success  : 
'Stablish  Thy  righteousness, 

Saviour  and  Friend  ! 

3  Come,  Holy  Comforter, 
Thy  sacred  witness  bear, 

In  this  glad  hour  ! 
Thou,  Who  almighty  art, 
Now  rule  in  every  heart, 
And  ne'er  from  us  depart, 

Spirit  of  power ! 

4  To  Thee,  great  One  in  Three, 
The  highest  praises  be, 

Hence  evermore  ; 
Thy  sovereign  majesty 
May  we  in  glory  see, 
And  to  eternity 

Love  and  adore. 


CHARLES    WESLEY. 


parabtee,    p.  m. 

Key  of  E  p.     First  Note — 3.  J.  Barnby. 

72 

0  PARADISE,  O  Paradise, 
Who  doth  not  crave  for  rest  ? 
Who  would  not  seek  the  happy  land 
Where  they  that  loved  are  blest ; 
Where  loyal  hearts,  and  true, 
Stand  ever  in  the  light, 
All  rapture,  through  and  through, 
In  God's  most  holy  sight  ? 

2  O  Paradise,  O  Paradise, 

The  world  is  growing  old ; 
Who  would  not  be  at  rest  and  free 
Where  love  is  never  cold  ? 
Where  loyal  hearts,  etc. 

3  O  Paradise,  O  Paradise, 

We  long  to  sin  no  more  ; 
We  long  to  be  as  pure  on  earth 
As  on  thy  spotless  shore  ; 
Where  loyal  hearts,  etc. 

4  O  Paradise,  O  Paradise, 

We  shall  not  wait  for  long  ; 
E'en  now  the  loving  ear  may  catch 
Faint  fragments  of  thy  song  ; 
Where  loyal  hearts,  etc. 

5  Lord  Jesus,  King  of  Paradise, 

Oh,  keep  us  in  Thy  love, 
And  guide  us  to  Thy  happy  land 
Of  perfect  rest  above  ; 
Where  loyal  hearts,  etc. 

F.   W.   FABER. 


84 


pilgrims,    p.  m. 

Key  of  E.     First  Note — 3.  H.  Smart. 

73 

HARK  !    hark,   my   soul !       Angelic   songs  are 
swelling 
O'er  earth's  green  fields  and  ocean's  wave-beat 

shore ; 
How  sweet  the  truth  those  blessed  strains  are 
telling 
Of  that  new  life  when  sin  shall  be  no  more ! 
Angels  of  Jesus, 

Angels  of  light, 
Singing  to  welcome 

The  pilgrims  of  the  night. 

2  Onward  we  go,  for  still  we  hear  them  singing, 

"  Come,    weary   souls,    for    Jesus    bids    you 
come  ;" 
And  through  the  dark,  its  echoes  sweetly  ring- 
ing, 
The  music  of  the  Gospel  leads  us  home. 
Angels  of  Jesus,  etc. 

3  Far,  far  away,  like  bells  at  evening  pealing, 

The  voice  of  Jesus  sounds  o'er  land  and  sea, 
And  laden  souls  by  thousands  meekly  stealing, 
Kind    Shepherd,    turn   their   weary   steps   to 
Thee. 

Angels  of  Jesus,  etc. 

4  Angels,    sing   on  !    your  faithful   watches  keep- 

ing ; 
Sing  us  sweet  fragments  of  the  songs  above  ; 
Till  morning's  joy  shall  end  the  night  of  weep- 
ing, 
And  life's  long  shadows   break   in   cloudless 
love. 

Angels  of  Jesus,  etc. 

F.  W.   FABER. 

85 


flfcaterna,    c.  m. 

Key  of  D  (7.     First  Note— 5.  S.  A.  Ward. 

74 

0  MOTHER  dear,  Jerusalem, 
When  shall  I  come  to  thee? 
When  shall  my  sorrows  have  an  end  ? 
Thy  joys  when  shall  I  see  ? 

2  O  happy  harbor  of  God's  saints  ! 

O  sweet  and  pleasant  soil  ! 

In  thee  no  sorrow  can  be  found, 

Nor  grief,  nor  care,  nor  toil. 

3  No  murky  cloud  o'ershadows  thee, 

Nor  gloom,  nor  darksome  night ; 
But  every  soul  shines  as  the  sun  ; 
For  God  Himself  gives  light. 

4  Thy  gardens  and  thy  goodly  walks 

Continually  are  green, 
Where  grow  such  sweet  and  pleasant  flowers 
As  nowhere  else  are  seen. 

5  Right  through  thy  streets,  with  silver  sound, 

The  living  waters  flow, 
And  on  the  banks,  on  either  side, 
The  trees  of  life  do  grow. 

G  Those  trees  for  evermore  bear  fruit, 
And  evermore  do  spring  : 
There  evermore  the  angels  are, 
And  evermore  do  sing. 

7  Jerusalem,  my  happy  home, 
Would  God  I  were  in  thee  ! 
Would  God  my  woes  were  at  an  end, 
Thy  joys  that  1  might  see  ! 

ANON. 
8G 


inrbs  Beata.    7. 6. 

Key  of  A  \j.     First  Note — 5.  G.  F.  Le  Jeune. 


75 


JERUSALEM,  the  golden ! 
"    With  milk  and  honey  blest ; 
Beneath  thy  contemplation 

Sink  heart  and  voice  opprest. 
I  know  not,  oh,  I  know  not, 

What  joys  await  us  there  ! 
What  radiancy  of  glory ! 

What  bliss  beyond  compare  ! 

They  stand,  those  halls  of  Sion, 

All  jubilant  with  song, 
And  bright  with  many  an  angel, 

And  all  the  martyr  throng. 
The  Prince  is  ever  in  them, 

The  daylight  is  serene  ; 
The  pastures  of  the  blessed 

Are  decked  in  glorious  sheen. 

There  is  the  throne  of  David ; 

And  there,  from  care  released, 
The  shout  of  them  that  triumph, 

The  song  of  them  that  feast. 
And  they,  who  with  their  Leader, 

Have  conquered  in  the  fight, 
Forever  and  forever 

Are  clad  in  robes  of  white. 

O  sweet  and  blessed  country, 

The  home  of  God's  elect ! 
O  sweet  anc1  blessed  country, 

That  eager  hearts  expect ! 
Jesu,  in  mercy  bring  us 

To  that  dear  land  of  rest ! 
Who  art,  with  God  the  Father, 

And  Spirit,  ever  blest. 

J.  M.  NEALE. 

87 


2>ominu0  IRegit  flDe.    p.  m. 

Key  of  G.     First  Note — 3.  J.  B.  Dykes. 

76 

THE  King  of  love  my  Shepherd  is, 
-*-     Whose  goodness  faileth  never  ; 
I  nothing  lack  if  I  am  His, 
And  He  is  mine  forever. 

2  Where  streams  of  living  water  flow 

My  ransomed  soul  He  leadeth, 
And,  where  the  verdant  pastures  grow, 
With  food  celestial  feedeth. 

3  Perverse  and  foolish  oft  I  strayed, 

But  yet  in  love  He  sought  me, 
And  on  His  shoulder  gently  laid, 
And  home,  rejoicing,  brought  me. 

4  In  death's  dark  vale  I  fear  no  ill 

With  Thee,  dear  Lord,  beside  me  ; 
Thy  rod  and  staff  my  comfort  still, 
Thy  cross  before  to  guide  me. 

5  Thou  spread'st  a  table  in  my  sight ; 

Thy  unction  grace  bestoweth  ; 
And  oh,  Avhat  transport  of  delight 
From  Thy  pure  chalice  floweth ! 

6  And  so  through  all  the  length  of  days, 

Thy  goodness  faileth  never  : 
Good  Shepherd,  may  I  sing  Thy  praise 
Within  Thy  house  forever. 

HENRY    W.    BAKER. 


88 


autumn,    8. 

Key  of  A  (7.     First  Note— 1.  Spanish  Melody. 

77 

GUIDE  me,  O  Thou  great  Jehovah, 
Pilgrim  through  this  barren  land. 
I  am  weak,  but  Thou  art  mighty  : 
Hold  me  with  Thy  powerful  hand. 

2  Open  now  the  crystal  fountains 

Whence  the  living  waters  flow  ; 
Let  the  fiery,  cloudy  pillar 

Lead  me  all  my  journey  through. 

3  Feed  me  with  the  heavenly  manna 

In  this  barren  wilderness  ; 
Be  my  sword,  and  shield,  and  banner, 
Be  the  Lord  my  Kighteousness. 

4  "When  I  tread  the  verge  of  Jordan, 

Bid  my  anxious  fears  subside  ; 
Death  of  death,  and  hell's  destruction, 
Land  me  safe  on  Canaan's  side. 

W.   WILLIAMS. 


£9 


Dulcc  Carmen.    8. 7. 

Key  of  A.     First  Note — 1.  Haydn  (?). 

78 

T  EAD  us,  heavenly  Father,  lead  us 
«     O'er  the  world's  tempestuous  sea  ; 
Guard  us,  guide  us,  keep  us,  feed  us, 
For  we  have  no  help  but  Thee  : 
Yet  possessing 
Every  blessing, 
If  our  God  our  Father  be. 

2  Saviour,  breathe  forgiveness  o'er  us  ; 

All  our  weakness  Thou  dost  know ; 
Thou  didst  tread  this  earth  before  us ; 
Thou  didst  feel  its  keenest  woe  ; 

Lone  and  dreary, 

Faint  and  weary, 
Through  the  desert  Thou  didst  go. 

3  Spirit  of  our  God,  descending, 

Fill  our  hearts  with  heavenly  joy  ; 
Love  with  every  passion  blending, 
Pleasure  that  can  never  cloy  : 
Thus  provided, 
Pardoned,  guided, 
Nothing  can  our  peace  destroy. 

J.  EDMESTON. 


90 


Xuy  Benigna,    10.  4. 

Key  ofA[).    First  Note— 5.  J.  B.  Dykes. 

79 

LEAD,  kindly  Light,  amid  the  encircling  gloom, 
Lead  Thou  me  on  ! 
The  night  is  dark,  and  I  am  far  from  home, 

Lead  Thou  me  on  ! 
Keep  Thou  my  feet !  I  do  not  ask  to  see 
The  distant  scene ;  one  step  enough  for  me. 

2  I  was  not  ever  thus,  nor  prayed  that  Thou 

Shouldst  lead  me  on  ; 
I  loved  to  choose  and  see  my  path  ;  but  now 

Lead  Thou  me  on  ! 
I  loved  the  garish  day  ;  and,  spite  of  fears, 
Pride  ruled  my  will :  remember  not  past  years. 

3  So  long  Thy  power  has  blest  me,  sure  it  still 

Will  lead  me  on 
O'er  moor  and  fen,  o'er  crag  and  torrent,  till 

The  night  is  gone  ; 
And  with  the  morn  those  angel  faces  smile, 
Which  I  have  loved  long  since,  and  lost  awhile. 

J.  H.  NEWMAN. 


91 


Xove  2)ft>ine-  8.7. 

Key  of  F.  First  Note — 1.  G.  F.  Le  Jeune. 

80 

T  OVE  divine,  all  love  excelling, 
■"     Joy  of  heaven,  to  earth  come  down  ! 
Fix  in  us  Thy  humble  dwelling, 
All  Thy  faithful  mercies  crown. 

2  Jesus,  Thou  art  all  compassion, 

Pure,  unbounded  love  Thou  art ; 
Visit  us  with  Thy  salvation, 
Enter  every  trembling  heart. 

3  Come,  almighty  to  deliver, 

Let  us  all  Thy  life  receive  ; 
Come  to  us,  dear  Lord,  and  never, 
Never  more  Thy  temples  leave. 

4  Thee  we  would  be  alway  blessing  ; 

Serve  Thee  as  Thy  hosts  above  ; 
Pray,  and  praise  Thee  without  ceasing; 
Glory  in  Thy  perfect  love. 

5  Finish  then  Thy  new  creation, 

Pure  and  spotless  let  us  be : 
Let  us  see  our  whole  salvation, 
Perfectly  secured  in  Thee  : 

6  Changed  from  glory  into  glory, 

Till  in  heaven  we  take  our  place : 

Till  we  cast  our  crowns  before  Thee, 

Lost  in  wonder,  love,  and  praise. 

CHARLES    WESLEY. 


92 


Grust    8.  7. 

Key  of  Bt>.     First  Note— 5.  Mendelssohn. 

8i 

SAVIOUE,  source  of  every  blessing, 
Tune  my  heart  to  grateful  lays  : 
Streams  of  mercy,  never  ceasing, 
Call  for  ceaseless  songs  of  praise. 

2  Teach  me  some  melodious  measure, 

Sung  by  raptured  saints  above  ; 
Fill  my  soul  with  sacred  pleasure, 
While  I  sing  redeeming  love. 

3  Thou  didst  seek  me  when  a  stranger, 

Wandering  from  the  fold  of  God  ; 
Thou,  to  save  my  soul  from  danger, 
Didst  redeem  me  with  Thy  blood. 

4  By  Thy  hand  restored,  defended, 

Safe  through  life  thus  far  I've  come  ; 
Safe,  O  Lord,  when  life  is  ended, 
Bring  me  to  my  heavenly  home. 

p.  ROBINSON. 


93 


TKflatermoutb.    7. 6. 

Key  of  G.    First  Note — 3.  A.  H.  Mann 

82 

OSAVIOUE,  precious  Saviour, 
Whom  yet  unseen  we  love  ! 
O  Name  of  might  and  favor, 
All  other  names  above  ! 

We  worship  Thee,  we  bless  Thee, 

To  The  3,  O  Christ,  we  sing ; 
We  praise  Thee,  and  confess  Thee 
Our  holy  Lord  and  King. 

2  O  brin ger  of  salvation, 

Who  wondrously  has  wrought, 
Thyself  the  revelation 

Of  love  beyond  our  thought ; 
We  worship  Thee,  we  bless  Thee, 

To  Thee,  O  Christ,  we  sing  ; 

We  praise  Thee,  and  confess  Thee 

Our  gracious  Lord  and  King. 

3  In  Thee  all  fulness  dwelleth, 

All  grace  and  power  divine  ; 
The  glory  that  excelleth, 
O  Son  of  God,  is  Thine  ; 

We  worship  Thoe,  we  bless  Thee, 

To  Thee,  O  Christ,  we  sing  ; 

We  praise  Thee,  and  confess  Thee 

Our  glorious  Lord  and  King. 

F.   R.   HAVERGAL. 


94 


Coronation,   o.  m. 

Key  of  G.     First  Note— 5.  O.  Holden. 

83 

ALL  hail  the  power  of  Jesus'  Name  ! 
Let  angels  prostrate  fall ; 
Bring  forth  the  royal  diadem, 
And  crown  Him  Lord  of  all ! 

2  Crown  Him,  ye  martyrs  of  our  God, 

Who  from  His  altar  call  : 
Extol  the  Stem  of  Jesse's  rod, 
And  crown  Him  Lord  of  all  ! 

3  Hail  Him,  the  Heir  of  David's  line, 

"Whom  David,  Lord  did  call ; 

The  God  incarnate  !  Man  divine  ! 

And  crown  Him  Lord  of  all ! 

4  Ye  seed  of  Israel's  chosen  race, 

Ye  ransomed  of  the  fall, 
Hail  Him  Who  saves  you  by  His  grace, 
And  crown  Him  Lord  of  all ! 

5  Sinners,  whose  love  can  ne'er  forget 

The  wormwood  and  the  gall, 
Go,  spread  your  trophies  at  His  feet, 
And  crown  Him  Lord  of  all ! 

6  Let  every  kindred,  every  tribe, 

Before  Him  prostrate  fall ! 
To  Him  all  majesty  ascribe, 
And  crown  Him  Lord  of  all ! 

E.  PERRONET, 


95 


Brasteb.    7s. 

Key  of  G.    First  Note— 1.  P.  Weimar. 

84 

riHILDKEN  of  the  heavenly  King, 
^     As  ye  journey,  sweetly  sing  ! 
Sing  your  Saviour's  worthy  praise, 
Glorious  in  His  works  and  ways ! 

2  We  are  travelling  home  to  God, 
In  the  way  the  fathers  trod  : 
They  are  happy  now,  and  we 
Soon  their  happiness  shall  see. 

3  Lift  your  eyes,  ye  sons  of  light ! 
Sion's  city  is  in  sight  : 

There  our  endless  home  shall  be, 
There  our  Lord  we  soon  shall  see. 

4  Fear  not,  brethren  ;  joyful  stand 
On  the  borders  of  your  land  ; 
Jesus  Christ,  your  Father's  Son, 
Bids  you  undismayed  go  on. 

5  Lord,  obediently  we  go, 
Gladly  leaving  all  below  ; 
Only  Thou  our  Leader  be, 
And  we  still  will  follow  Thee. 

J.  CENNIOK. 


96 


Sefton.    l.  m. 

Key  of  E.     First  Note —3.  J.  B.  Calkin 

85 

LIFT  up  your  heads,  ye  mighty  gates  i 
Behold,  the  King  of  glory  waits ; 
The  King  of  kings  is  drawing  near  ; 
The  Saviour  of  the  world  is  here. 

2  The  Lord  is  just,  a  helper  tried; 
Mercy  is  ever  at  His  side  ; 

His  kingly  crown  is  holiness  ; 
His  sceptre,  pity  in  distress. 

3  Oh,  blest  the  land,  the  city  blest, 
Where  Christ  the  Ruler  is  confest ! 
Oh,  happy  hearts  and  happy  homes 
To  whom  this  King  of  triumph  comes  ! 

4  Fling  wide  the  portals  of  your  heart ! 
Make  it  a  temple,  set  apart 

From  earthly  use  for  heaven's  employ, 
Adorned  with  prayer  and  love  and  joy. 

5  Redeemer,  come  !  I  open  wide 

My  heart  to  Thee  :  here,  Lord,  abide  ! 
Let  me  Thy  inner  presence  feel : 
Thy  grace  and  love  in  me  reveal. 

G.  WEISSEL. 


97 


IRejOke.     6.6.6.6.8.8. 


Key  of  D.     First  Note— 5.  J.  Barnby. 

86 

REJOICE,  the  Lord  is  King  ! 
Your  Lord  and  King  adore  ! 
Mortals,  give  thanks  and  sing, 
And  triumph  evermore  : 
Lift  up  your  heart !  lift  up  your  voice  ! 
Rejoice!  again  I  say,  rejoice  ! 

2  Jesus  the  Saviour  reigns, 

The  God  of  truth  and  love  : 
When  He  had  purged  our  stains, 

He  took  His  seat  above. 
Lift  up  your  heart !  lift  up  your  voice  ! 
Rejoice  !   again  I  say,  rejoice  ! 

3  He  sits  at  God's  right  hand, 

Till  all  His  foes  submit, 
And  bow  to  His  command, 

And  fall  beneath  His  feet. 
Lift  up  your  heart !  lift  up  your  voice  ! 
Rejoice  !  again  I  say,  rejoice  ! 

4  Rejoice  in  glorious  hope  ! 

Jesus  the  Judge  shall  come, 
And  take  His  servants  up 
To  their  eternal  home. 
We  soon  shall  hear  the  archangel's  voice  ; 
The  trump  of  God  shall  sound  :  Rejoice  ! 

0.  WESLEY. 


98 


Bulce  Carmen.   8. 7. 

Key  op  A.     First  Note— 1.  Haydn  (?). 

87 

PRAISE,  my  soul,  the  King  of  heaven ; 
To  His  feet  thy  tribute  bring ; 
Ransomed,  healed,  restored,  forgiven, 
Evermore  His  praises  sing  : 

Alleluia !  Alleluia  ! 
Praise  the  everlasting  King. 

2  Praise  Him  for  His  grace  and  favor 

To  our  fathers  in  distress  ; 
Praise  Him  still  the  same  as  ever, 
Slow  to  chide,  and  swift  to  bless  : 

Alleluia !  Alleluia ! 
Glorious  in  His  faithfulness. 

3  Father-like  He  tends  and  spares  us  ; 

Well  our  feeble  frame  He  knows  ; 
In  His  hands  He  gently  bears  us, 
Rescues  us  from  all  our  foes. 

Alleluia !  Alleluia ! 
Widely  yet  His  mercy  flows. 

4  Angels  in  the  height  adore  Him  ! 

Ye  behold  Him  face  to  face  ; 
Saints  triumphant  bow  before  Him  ! 
Gathered  in  from  every  race. 

Alleluia  !  Alleluia  ! 
Praise  with  us  the  God  of  grace. 

H.  F.  LYTE. 


Ibanover,    10. 11. 

^et  of  G.    First  Note — 5.  W.  Croft. 

88 

AH,  worship  the  King,  all  glorious  above  ! 
^     Oh,  gratefully  sing  His  power  and  His  love  ! 
Our  Shield  and  Defender,  the  Ancient  of  days, 
Pavilioned  in  splendor,  and  girded  with  praise. 

Oh,  tell  of  His  might.     Oh,  sing  of  His  grace ! 
Whose  robe  is  the  light ;  Whose  canopy,  space. 
His  chariots  of  wrath  the  deep  thunder-clouds 

form, 
And  dark  is  His  path  on  the  wings  of  the  storm. 

Thy  bountiful  care,  what  tongue  can  recite  ? 
It  breathes  in  the  air,  it  shines  in  the  light ; 
It  streams  from  the  hills  ;   it  descends   to   the 

plain, 
And  sweetly  distils  in  the  dew  and  the  rain. 

Frail  children  of  dust,  and  feeble  as  frail, 
In  Thee  do  we  trust,  nor  find  Thee  to  fail ; 
Thy  mercies,  how  tender !  how  firm  to  the  end ! 
Our  Maker,  Defender,  Redeemer,  and  Friend  ! 

O  measureless  Might !  ineffable  Love ! 
While  angels  delight  to  hymn  Thee  above, 
The  humbler  creation,  though  feeble  their  lays, 
With  true  adoration  shall  lisp  to  Thy  praise. 

R.  GRANT. 


100 


Creation,    d.  l.  m. 

Key  op  B  (?.     First  Note— 5.  F.  J.  Haydn. 

89 

THE  spacious  firmament  on  high, 
With  all  the  blue  ethereal  sky, 
And  spangled  heavens,  a  shining  frame, 
Their  great  Original  proclaim. 
The  unwearied  sun,  from  day  to  day, 
Does  his  Creator's  power  display, 
And  publishes  to  every  land 
The  work  of  an  Almighty  Hand. 

2  Soon  as  the  evening  shades  prevail, 
The  moon  takes  up  the  wondrous  tale, 
And  nightly  to  the  listening  earth 
Repeats  the  story  of  her  birth  ; 
Whilst  all  the  stars  that  round  her  burn, 
And  all  the  planets  in  their  turn, 
Confirm  the  tidings  as  they  roll, 

And  spread  the  truth  from  pole  to  pole. 

3  What  though  in  solemn  silence  all 
Move  round  this  dark  terrestrial  ball ; 
What  though  no  real  voice  nor  sound 
Amidst  their  radiant  orbs  be  found ; 
In  reason's  ear  they  all  rejoice, 

And  utter  forth  a  glorious  voice ; 
Forever  singing,  as  they  shine, 
"The  Hand  that  made  us  is  divine." 

JOSEPH    ADDISON. 


101 


WeW    7.  6. 

Key  of  B  t?.    First  Note— 5.  G.  J.  Webb. 

go 

HAIL  to  the  Lord's  anointed, 
Great  David's  greater  Son  ; 
Hail  in  the  time  appointed 

His  reign  on  earth  begun. 
He  comes  to  break  oppression, 

To  set  the  captive  free  : 
To  take  away  transgression, 
And  rule  in  equity. 

2  He  comes  with  succor  speedy 

To  those  who  suffer  wrong, 
To  help  the  poor  and  needy, 

And  bid  the  weak  be  strong  ; 
To  give  them  songs  for  sighing, 

Their  darkness  turn  to  light, 
Whose  souls,  condemned  and  dying, 

Were  precious  in  His  sight. 

3  He  shall  come  down  like  showers 

Upon  the  fruitful  earth, 
And  love,  joy,  hope,  like  flowers, 

Spring  in  His  path  to  birth  : 
Before  Him  on  the  mountains 

Shall  peace,  the  herald,  go  ; 
And  righteousness  in  fountains 

From  hill  to  valley  flow. 

4  O'er  every  foe  victorious, 

He  on  His  throne  shall  rest; 
From  age  to  age  more  glorious, 

All-blessing  and  all-blest : 
The  tide  of  time  shall  never 

His  covenant  remove  ; 
His  name  shall  stand  forever, 

His  changeless  Name  of  Love. 

JAMES    MONTGOMERY. 
102 


IDor  Silectt    c.  m.  d. 

Ket  of  Bp.     First  Xote — 3.  J.  B.  Dykes. 

91 

I  HEARD  the  voice  of  Jesus  say : 
"  Come  unto  Me  and  rest ; 
Lay  down,  thou  weary  one,  lay  down, 

Thy  head  upon  this  breast." 
I  came  to  Jesus  as  I  was, 

Weary  and  worn  and  sad  ; 

I  found  in  Him  a  resting  place, 

And  He  has  made  me  glad. 

2  I  heard  the  voice  of  Jesus  say, 

"  Behold,  I  freely  give 
The  living  water  ;  thirsty  one, 

Stoop  down,  and  drink,  and  live." 
I  came  to  Jesus,  and  I  drank 

Of  that  life-giving  stream  ; 
My  thirst  was  quenched,  my  soul  revived, 

And  now  I  live  in  Him. 

3  I  heard  the  voice  of  Jesus  say, 

"I  am  this  dark  world's  Light; 
Look  unto  Me,  thy  morn  shall  rise, 

And  all  thy  day  be  bright." 
I  looked  to  Jesus,  and  I  found 

In  Him  my  Star,  my  Sun  ; 
And  in  that  Light  of  life  I'll  walk 

Till  all  my  journey's  done. 

H.    BONAR. 


103 


St  £boma&   s.  m. 

Key  of  G.     First  Note — 5.  A.  Williams. 

92 

OH,  bless  the  Lord,  my  soul ! 
His  grace  to  thee  proclaim  ! 
And  all  that  is  within  me  join 
To  bless  His  holy  Name ! 

2  Oh,  bless  the  Lord,  my  soul ! 

His  mercies  bear  in  mind ! 

Forget  not  all  His  benefits! 

The  Lord  to  thee  is  kind. 

3  He  will  not  always  chide  ; 

He  will  with  patience  wait ; 
His  wrath  is  ever  slow  to  rise, 
And  ready  to  abate. 

4  He  pardons  all  thy  sins  ; 

Prolongs  thy  feeble  breath  ; 
He  healeth  thine  infirmities, 
And  ransoms  thee  from  death. 

5  He  clothes  thee  with  His  love  ; 

Upholds  thee  with  His  truth ; 
And  like  the  eagle  He  renews 
The  vigor  of  thy  youth. 

6  Then  bless  His  holy  Name, 

Whose  grace  hath  made  thee  whole, 
Whose  loving  kindness  crowns  thy  days ! 
Oh,  bless  the  Lord,  my  soul ! 

JAS.    MONTGOMERY. 


104 


jfrebericft.    n. 

Key  of  F.     First  Note — 5.  Geo.  Kixgsley. 

93 

I  WOULD  not  live  alway,  I  ask  not  to  stay 
Where  storm  after  storm  rises  dark  o'er  the 
way; 
The  few  lurid  mornings  that  dawn  on  us  here 
Are  enough  of  life's   woes   full,  enough  for  its 
cheer. 

2  I  would  not  live  alway,  thus  fettered  by  sin, 
Temptation  without  and  corruption  within  ; 
E'en  the  rapture  of  pardon  is  mingled  with  fears, 
And  the  cup  of  thanksgiving  with  penitent  tears. 

3  I  would  not  live  alway  ;  no,  welcome  the  tomb  ; 
Since  Jesus  hath   lain   there,   I   dread   not   its 

gloom  ; 
There  sweet  be  my  rest,  till  He  bid  me  arise, 
To  hail  Him  in  triumph  descending  the  skies. 

4  Who,  who  would  live  alway,  away  from  his  God  ; 
Away  from  yon  heaven,  that  blissful  abode, 
Where    the    rivers    of    pleasure   flow  o'er   the 

bright  plains, 
And  the  noontide  of  glory  eternally  reigns  ? 

5  Where  the  saints  of  all  ages  in  harmony  meet, 
Their  Saviour  and  brethren  transported  to  greet ; 
While  the  anthems  of  rapture  unceasingly  roll, 
And  the  smile  of  the  Lord  is  the  feast  of  the  soul. 

W.  A.  MUHLENBERG. 
By  permission  of  A.  D.  F.  Randolph  &  Co. 


105 


IDienna*    7s. 

Key  of  G.     First  Note— 3.  J.  H.  Knecht. 

94 

SONGS  of  praise  the  angels  sang ; 
Heaven  with  alleluias  rang, 
When  Jehovah's  work  begun, 
When  He  spake  and  it  was  done. 

2  Songs  of  praise  awoke  the  morn, 
When  the  Prince  of  Peace  was  born ; 
Songs  of  praise  arose,  when  He 
Captive  lead  captivity. 

3  Heaven  and  earth  must  pass  away ; 
Songs  of  praise  shall  crown  that  day  : 
God  will  make  new  heavens  and  earth ; 
Songs  of  praise  shall  hail  their  birth. 

4  And  shall  man  alone  be  dumb, 
Till  that  glorious  kingdom  come? 
No  ;  the  Church  delights  to  raise 
Psalms,  and  hymns,  and  songs   of   praise. 

5  Saints  below,  with  heart  and  voice, 
Still  in  songs  of  praise  rejoice ; 
Learning  here,  by  faith  and  love, 
Songs  of  praise  to  sing  above. 

6  Borne  upon  their  latest  breath, 
Songs  of  praise  shall  conquer  death  ; 
Then,  amidst  eternal  joy, 

Songs  of  praise  their  powers  employ. 

JAS.  MONTGOMERY. 


106 


IReefc.  6.4.6.4.7.6.7.4. 

Key  op  A).     First  Note— 1.  E.  Lowky. 

95 

T  NEED  Thee  every  hour, 
J-    Most  gracious  Lord  ; 
No  tender  voice  like  Thine 
Can  peace  afford. 

I  need  Thee,  oh,  I  need  Thee, 

Every  hour  I  need  Thee  ; 
Oh,  bless  me  now,  my  Saviour, 
I  come  to  thee  ! 

2  I  need  Thee  every  hour  ; 

Stay  Thou  near  by  ; 
Temptations  lose  their  power 
When  Thou  art  nigh. 

3  I  need  Thee  every  hour, 

In  joy  or  pain  ; 
Come  quickly  and  abide, 
Or  life  is  vain. 

4  I  need  Thee  every  hour  ; 

Teach  me  Thy  will ; 
And  Thy  rich  promises 
In  me  fulfill. 

5  I  need  Thee  every  hour, 

Most  Holy  One  ; 
Oh,  make  me  Thine  indeed, 
Thou  blessed  Son  ! 

MRS.    ANNA    S.    HAWKES. 
Used  by  permission  of  the  BigloNY  &  Main  Co.,  owners  of  copyright. 


107 


IRetreat    l.  m. 

Key  of  C.     First  Note — 3.  T.  Hastings. 

96 

FKOM  every  stormy  wind  that  blows, 
From  every  swelling  tide  of  woes, 
There  is  a  calm,  a  sure  retreat; 
'Tis  found  beneath  the  mercy-seat. 

2  There  is  a  place  where  Jesus  sheds 
The  oil  of  gladness  on  our  heads, 

A  place  than  all  beside  more  sweet; 
It  is  the  blood-stained  mercy-seat. 

3  There  is  a  spot  where  spirits  blend, 
Where  friend  holds  fellowship  with  friend ; 
Though  sundered  far,  by  faith  they  meet 
Around  one  common  mercy- seat. 

4  There,  there,  on  eagles'  wings  we  soar, 
And  time  and  sense  seem  all  no  more ; 

And  heaven   comes  down,    our   souls  to  greet, 
And  glory  crowns  the  mercy-seat. 

H.    STOWELL. 


108 


Iking  of  (Slorp.  6. 6. 6. 8. 8. 

Key  of  ~Dfy.     First  Note — 1.  H.  W.  Parker. 

97 

N  loud  exalted  strains, 


1 


The  King  of  glory  praise  ; 
O'er  heaven  and  earth  He  reigns, 

Through  everlasting  days  ; 
But  Sion,  with  His  presence  blest, 
Is  His  delight,  His  chosen  rest. 

2  O  King  of  glory,  come ; 

And  with  Thy  favor  crown 
This  temple  as  Thy  home, 

This  people  as  Thy  own  ; 
Beneath  this  roof  vouchsafe  to  show 
How  God  can  dwell  with  men  below. 

3  Now  let  Thine  ear  attend 

Our  supplicating  cries; 
Now  let  our  praise  ascend, 

Accepted,  to  the  skies : 
Now  let  Thy  Gospel's  joyful  sound 
Spread  its  celestial  influence  round. 

4  Here  may  the  listening  throng 

Imbibe  Thy  truth  and  love  ; 
Here  Christians  join  the  song 

Of  seraphim  above: 
Till  all  who  humbly  seek  Thy  face 
Rejoice  in  Thy  abounding  grace. 

B.    FRANCIS. 


109 


St.  £boma&    s.  m. 

Key  of  G.     First  Note — 5.  A.  Williams. 

98 

T  LOVE  Thy  kingdom,  Lord, 
J-    The  house  of  Thine  abode, 
The  Church  our  blest  Redeemer  saved 
With  His  own  precious  blood. 

2  For  her  my  tears  shall  fall ; 

For  her  my  prayers  ascend  ; 
To  her  my  cares  and  toils  be  given, 
Till  toils  and  cares  shall  end. 

3  Beyond  my  highest  joy 

I  prize  her  heavenly  ways, 
Her  sweet  communion,  solemn  vows, 
Her  hymns  of  love  and  praise. 

4  Jesus,  Thou  friend  divine, 

Our  Saviour  and  our  King, 
Thy  hand  from  every  snare  and  foe 
Shall  great  deliverance  bring. 

5  Sure  as  Thy  truth  shall  last, 

To  Sion  shall  be  given 
The  brightest  glories  earth  can  yield, 
And  brighter  bliss  of  heaven. 

T.  DWIGHT. 


110 


IRussian  1b?mn.    ios. 

Key  of  E[j.    First  Note — 5.  A.  T.  Swoff. 

99 

RISE,  crowned  -with  light,  imperial  Salem,  rise  ! 
Exalt  thy  towering  head  and  lift  thine  eyes  ! 
See  heaven  its  sparkling  portals  wide  display, 
And  break  upon  thee  in  a  flood  of  day. 

2.  See  a  long  race  thy  spacious  courts  adorn  : 
See  future  sons,  and  daughters  yet  unborn, 
In  crowding  ranks  on  every  side  arise, 
Demanding  life,  impatient  for  the  skies. 

3  See  barbarous  nations  at  thy  gates  attend, 
Walk  in  thy  light,  and  in  thy  temple  bend : 

See  thy  bright  altars  thronged   with  prostrate 

kings, 
While  every  land  its  joyous  tribute  brings. 

4  The  seas  shall  waste,  the  skies  to  smoke  decay, 
Rocks  fall  to  dust,  and  mountains  melt  away ; 
But  fixed  His  word,  His  saving  power  remains  ; 
Thy  realm  shall  last,  thy  own  Messiah  reigns. 

ALEX.    POPE. 


Ill 


TKIiarebam,   l.  m. 

Key  of  Bt>.     First  Note— 1.  W.  Knapp. 

IOO 

TKIUMPHANT  Sion,  lift  thy  head 
From  dust,  and  darkness,  and  the  dead  ! 
Though  humbled  long,  awake  at  length, 
And  gird  thee  with  thy  Saviour's  strength. 

2  Put  all  thy  beauteous  garments  on, 
And  let  thy  excellence  be  known : 
Decked  in  the  robes  of  righteousness, 
The  world  thy  glories  shall  confess. 

3  No  more  shall  foes  unclean  invade, 
And  fill  thy  hallowed  walls  with  dread  ; 
No  more  shall  hell's  insulting  host 
Their  victory  and  thy  sorrows  boast. 

4  God  from  on  high  has  heard  thy  prayer, 
His  hand  thy  ruins  shall  repair : 

Nor  will  thy  watchful  Monarch  cease 
To  guard  thee  in  eternal  peace. 

PHILIP    DODDRIDGE. 


112 


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Key  of  G.     First  Note— 3.  G.  J.  Elvet. 

IOI 

PLEASANT  are  Thy  courts  above 
In  the  land  of  life  and  love  ; 
Pleasant  are  Thy  courts  below 
In  this  land  of  sin  and  woe. 
Oh,  my  spirit  longs  and  faints 
For  the  converse  of  Thy  saints, 
For  the  brightness  of  Thy  face, 
For  Thy  fulness,  God  of  grace  ! 

2  Happy  birds  that  sing  and  fly 
Eound  Thy  altars,  O  Most  High  ! 
Happier  souls  that  find  a  rest 

In  a  heavenly  Father's  breast ! 

Like  the  wandering  dove,  that  found 

No  repose  on  earth  around, 

They  can  to  their  ark  repair 

And  enjoy  it  ever  there. 

3  Happy  souls  !  their  praises  flow 
Ever  in  this  vale  of  woe  ; 
Waters  in  the  desert  rise, 
Manna  feeds  them  from  the  skies  : 
On  they  go  from  strength  to  strength 
Till  they  reach  Thy  throne  at  length, 
At  Thy  feet  adoring  fall, 

Who  hast  led  them  safe  through  alL 

4  Lord,  be  mine  this  prize  to  win  ; 
Guide  me  through  a  world  of  sin  ; 
Keep  me  by  Thy  saving  grace  ; 
Give  me  at  Thy  side  a  place. 
Sun  and  shield  alike  Thou  art ; 
Guide  and  guard  my  erring  heart. 
Grace  and  glory  flow  from  Thee  ; 
Shower,  oh,  shower  them,  Lord,  on  me  ! 

H.   T.  LYTE. 
113 


(Slorioue  ftbings.    8. 7. 

Key  of  E.     First  Note— 3.  G.  F.  Le  Jeune. 

102 

pLORIOUS  things  of  thee  are  spoken, 

^     Sion,  city  of  our  God  ; 

He,  "Whose  word  cannot  be  broken, 

Formed  thee  for  His  own  abode  : 
On  the  Kock  of  Ages  founded, 

What  can  shake  thy  sure  repose  ? 
With  salvation's  walls  surrounded, 

Thou  may'st  smile  at  all  thy  foes. 

2  See,  the  streams  of  living  waters 

Springing  from  eternal  love, 
"Well  supply  thy  sons  and  daughters, 

And  all  fear  of  want  remove. 
"Who  can  faint,  when  such  a  river 

Ever  will  their  thirst  assuage  ? 
Grace  which,  like  the  Lord,  the  giver, 

Never  fails  from  age  to  age. 

3  Round  each  habitation  hovering, 

See  the  cloud  and  fire  appear 
For  a  glory  and  a  covering, 

Showing  that  the  Lord  is  near. 
Thus  deriving  from  their  banner, 

Light  by  night,  and  shade  by  day, 
Safe  they  feed  upon  the  manna, 

"Which  He  gives  them  when  they  pray. 

4  Blest  inhabitants  of  Sion, 

Washed  in  the  Redeemer's  blood ! 
Jesus,  Whom  their  souls  rely  on, 

Makes  them  kings  and  priests  to  God. 
'Tis  His  love  His  pe< >ple  raises 

Over  self  to  reign  as  kings  : 
And  as  priests,  His  solemn  praises 

Each  for  a  thank-offering  brings. 

JOHN    NEWTON. 

Ill 


Hurelia.  7.  6. 

Key  of  E?.  First  Note — 3.  S.  S.  Wesley. 

103 

THE  Church's  one  foundation 
J-     Is  Jesus  Christ  her  Lord ; 
She  is  His  new  creation 

By  water  and  the  word  : 
From  heaven  He  came  and  sought  her 

To  be  His  holy  Bride  ; 
"With  His  own  blood  He  bought  her, 

And  for  her  life  He  died. 

2  Elect  from  every  nation, 

Yet  one  o'er  all  the  earth, 
Her  charter  of  salvation, 

One  Lord,  one  Faith,  one  Birth ; 
One  holy  Name  she  blesses, 

Partakes  one  holy  food, 
And  to  one  hope  she  presses, 

With  every  grace  endued. 

3  'Mid  toil  and  tribulation, 

And  tumult  of  her  war 
She  waits  the  consummation 

Of  peace  for  evermore  ; 
Till  with  the  vision  glorious 

Her  longing  eyes  are  blest, 
And  the  great  Church  victorious 

Shall  be  the  Church  at  rest. 

4  Yet  she  on  earth  hath  union 

With  God  the  Three  in  Or-, 
And  mystic  sweet  communion 

With  those  whose  rest  is  won  : 
O  happy  ones  and  holy  ! 

Lord,  give  us  grace  that  we 
Like  them,  the  meek  and  lowly, 

On  high  may  dwell  with  Thee. 

s.    J.    STONE, 

115 


Morfc  Song.    7.  6.  7.  5. 

Key  of  F.     First  Note— 5.  Lowell  Mason. 

IO4 

YW  ORK,  for  the  night  is  coming, 
"  ™      Work  through  the  morning  hours  ; 
Work  while  the  dew  is  sparkling, 

Work  'mid  springing  flowers  ; 
Work  when  the  day  grows  brighter, 

Work  in  the  glowing  sun  ; 
Work,  for  the  night  is  coming, 

When  man's  work  is  done. 

2  Work,  for  the  night  is  coming, 

WTork  through  the  sunny  noon  ; 
Fill  brightest  hours  with  labor, 

Rest  comes  sure  and  soon  : 
Give  every  flying  minute 

Something  to  keep  in  store  : 
Work,  for  the  night  is  coming, 

When  man  works  no  more. 

3  Work  for  the  night  is  coming, 

Under  the  sunset  skies  ; 
While  their  bright  tints  are  glowing, 

Work,  for  daylight  flies  : 
Work,  till  the  last  beam  fadeth, 

Fadeth  to  shine  no  more : 
Work,  while  the  night  is  darkening, 

When  man's  work  is  o'er. 

ANNIE    L.    WALKER. 


116 


Eben.    6.  4. 

Key  of  F.    First  Note — 3. 

105 

Q  AVIOUR,  I  follow  on 
E     Guided  by  Thee; 
Seeing  not  yet  the  hand 
That  leadeth  me ; 
Hushed  be  my  heart  and  still, 
Fear  I  no  further  ill ; 
Only  to  meet  Thy  will 
My  will  shall  be. 

2  Riven  the  rock  for  me, 
Thirst  to  relieve  ; 
Manna  from  heaven  falls 
Fresh  every  eve ! 
Never  a  want  severe 
Causeth  my  eye  a  tear, 

But  Thou  dost  whisper  near 
"  Only  believe." 

3  Saviour  I  long  to  walk 
Closer  with  Thee  : 

Led  by  Thy  guiding  hand 
Ever  to  be  : 

Constantly  near  Thy  side, 
Quickened  and  purified, 
Living  for  Him  who  died 
Freely  for  me. 

CHARLES    S.    ROBINSON. 
By  permission  of  the  author. 


117 


!B$efiel&.   o.  m. 


Key  op  F.     First  Note — 1.  Thos.  Hastings. 

106 

"DRAYER  is  the  soul's  sincere  desire, 
A      Uttered  or  unexpressed, 
The  motion  of  a  hidden  fire 
That  trembles  in  the  breast. 

2  Prayer  is  the  burden  of  a  sigh, 

The  falling  of  a  tear, 
The  upward  glancing  of  an  eye, 
When  none  but  God  is  near. 

3  Prayer  is  the  simplest  form  of  speech 

That  infant  lips  can  try ; 
Prayer  the  subliniest  strains  that  reach 
The  Majesty  on  high. 

4  Prayer  is  the  contrite  sinner's  voice 

Returning  from  his  ways, 
While  angels  in  their  songs  rejoice, 
And  cry,  "Behold  he  prays  !  " 

5  Prayer  is  the  Christian's  vital  breath, 

The  Christian's  native  air, 
His  watchword  at  the  gates  of  death  ; 
He  enters  heaven  with  prayer. 

G  O  Thou,  by  whom  we  come  to  God, 
The  Life,  the  Truth,  the  Way, 
The  path  of  prayer  Thyself  hast  trod  ; 
Lord,  teach  us  how  to  pray. 

JAMBS    MONTGOMERY. 


118 


ail  Saints*    o.  m. 

Key  of  B  (7.     First  Note — 5.  H.  S.  Cutler. 

I07 

THE  Son  of  God  goes  forth  to  war, 
A  kingly  crown  to  gain  : 
His  blood-red  banner  streams  afar : 
Who  follows  in  His  train  ? 

2  Who  best  can  drink  his  cup  of  woe, 

Triumphant  over  pain  ; 
Who  patient  bears  his  cross  below, 
He  follows  in  His  train. 

3  The  martyr  first,  whose  eagle  eye 

Could  pierce  beyond  the  grave  ; 
"Who  saw  his  Master  in  the  sky, 
And  called  on  Him  to  save. 

4  Like  Him,  with  pardon  on  His  tongue, 

In  midst  of  mortal  pain, 
He  prayed  for  them  that  did  the  wrong  : 
Who  follows  in  His  train  ? 

5  A  glorious  band,  the  chosen  few, 

On  whom  the  Spirit  came  : 
Twelve  valiant  saints,  their  hope  they  knew, 
And  mocked  the  cross  and  flame. 

6  A  noble  army :  men  and  boys, 

The  matron  and  the  maid ; 
Around  the  Saviour's  throne  rejoice, 
In  robes  of  light  arrayed. 

7  They  climbed  the  steep  ascent  of  heaven 

Through  peril,  toil,  and  pain  : 
O  God,  to  us  may  grace  be  given 
To  follow  in  their  train. 

R.  HEBER. 
119 


flDarlow,   c.  m. 

KEy  or  G.    First  Note— 1.  J.  Chetham. 

108 

AM  I  a  soldier  of  the  cross, 
A  follower  of  the  Lamb  ? 
And  shall  I  fear  to  own  His  cause, 
Or  blush  to  speak  His  name  ? 

2  Must  I  be  carried  to  the  skies 

On  flowery  beds  of  ease, 
While  others  fought  to  win  the  prize, 
And  sailed  through  bloody  seas  ? 

3  Are  there  no  foes  for  me  to  face  ? 

Must  I  not  stem  the  flood? 
Is  this  vile  world  a  friend  to  grace, 
To  help  me  on  to  God  ? 

4  Sure  I  must  fight  if  I  would  reign  ; 

Increase  my  courage,  Lord  ; 
I'll  bear  the  cross,  endure  the  pain, 
Supported  by  Thy  word. 

5  Thy  saints,  in  all  this  glorious  war, 

Shall  conquer,  though  they  die  ; 
They  view  the  triumph  from  afar, 
And  seize  it  with  their  eye. 

6  When  that  illustrious  day  shall  rise, 

And  all  Thy  armies  shine 
In  robes  of  victory  through  the  skies, 
The  glory  shall  be  Thine. 

I.   WATTS. 


120 


2>tabemata,    a.  m. 

Key  of  E.     First  Note — 1.  G.  J.  Elvey. 

109 

SOLDIERS  of  Christ,  arise, 
And  put  your  armor  on  ; 
Strong  in  the  strength  which  God  supplies, 
Through  His  eternal  Son. 

2  Strong  in  the  Lord  of  Hosts, 

And  in  His  mighty  power  ; 
Who  in  the  strength  of  Jesus  trusts 
Is  more  than  conqueror. 

3  Stand  then  in  His  great  might, 

With  all  His  strength  endued ; 
And  take,  to  arm  you  for  the  fight, 
The  panoply  of  God. 

4  From  strength  to  strength  go  on, 

Wrestle,  and  fight,  and  pray  : 
Tread  all  the  powers  of  darkness  down, 
And  win  the  well-fought  day. 

5  That  having  all  things  done, 

And  all  your  conflicts  past, 
Ye  may  o'ercome,  through  Christ  alone, 
And  stand  complete  at  last. 

CHARLES    WESLEY. 


121 


Xincoln.    ?.  6. 

Key  of  D.     First  Note— 1.  M.  Vulpius. 

IIO 

A  HAPPY  band  of  pilgrims, 
^     If  onward  ye  will  tread 
With  Jesus  as  your  Fellow 
To  Jesus  as  your  Head ! 

2  Oh,  happy  if  ye  labor 

As  Jesus  did  for  men  ! 
Oh,  happy  if  ye  hunger 
As  Jesus  hungered  then  ! 

3  The  cross  that  Jesus  carried, 

He  carried  as  your  due  : 
The  crown  that  Jesus  weareth, 
He  weareth  it  for  you. 

4  The  faith  by  which  ye  see  Him, 

The  hope  in  which  ye  yearn, 
The  love  that  through  all  troubles 
To  Him  alone  will  turn  ; 

5  The  trials  that  beset  you, 

The  sorrows  ye  endure, 
The  manifold  temptations 
That  death  alone  can  cure  ; 

6  What  are  they  but  His  jewels, 

Of  right  celestial  worth  ? 
What  are  they  but  the  ladder 
Set  up  to  heaven  on  earth  ? 

7  O  happ3r  band  of  pilgrims, 

Look  upward  to  the  skies, 

Where  such  a  light  affliction 

Shall  win  so  great  a  prize  ! 

J.  M.  NEALE. 
122 


Beetboven.    v.  6. 

Key  op  G.    First  Note — 3.  Beethoven. 

Ill 

RISE,  my  soul,  and  stretch  thy  wings, 
Thy  better  portion  trace ; 
Rise  from  transitory  things, 

Toward  heaven,  thy  destined  place. 
Sun  and  moon  and  stars  decay, 

Time  shall  soon  this  earth  remove  ; 
Rise,  my  soul,  and  haste  away 
To  seats  prepared  above. 

2  Cease,  my  soul,  oh,  cease  to  mourn ! 

Press  onward  to  the  prize  ; 
Soon  thy  Saviour  will  return, 

To  take  thee  to  the  skies : 
There  is  everlasting  peace, 

Rest,  enduring  rest,  in  heaven  ;' 
There  will  sorrow  ever  cease, 

And  crowns  of  joy  be  given. 

K.  SEAGRAVE. 


123 


3>enni$,    s.  m. 

Key  op  F.     First  Note — 3.  J.  G.  Nageli. 

112 

AH,  where  shall  rest  be  found, 
^     Rest  for  the  weary  soul  ? 
'Twere  vain  the  ocean-depths  to  sound, 
Or  pierce  to  either  pole. 

2  The  world  can  never  give 

The  bliss  for  which  we  sigh  ; 
'Tis  not  the  whole  of  life  to  live, 
Nor  all  of  death  to  die. 

3  Beyond  this  vale  of  tears 

There  is  a  life  above, 
Unmeasured  by  the  flight  of  years, 
And  all  that  life  is  love. 

4  There  is  a  death,  whose  pang- 

Outlasts  the  fleeting  breath  ; 
Oh,  what  eternal  horrors  hang 
Around  the  second  death  ! 

5  Lord  God  of  truth  and  grace, 

Teach  us  that  death  to  shun, 
Lest  we  be  banished  from  Thy  face, 
For  evermore  undone. 

6  Here  would  we  end  our  quest : 

Alone  are  found  in  Thee 
The  life  of  perfect  love,  the  rest 
Of  immortality. 

JAS.  MONTGOMERY. 


124 


IDeyillum*    6.  5. 

Key  of  E.     First  Note — 3.  H.  Smart. 

"3 

BRIGHTLY  gleams  our  banner 
Pointing  to  the  sky, 
Waving  wanderers  onward 
To  their  home  on  high. 
Journeying  o'er  the  desert, 

Gladly  thus  we  pray, 
And  with  hearts  united 
Take  our  heavenward  way. 
Brightly  gleams  our  banner 

Pointing  to  the  sky, 
Waving  wanderers  onward 
To  their  home  on  high. 

2  Jesu,  Lord  and  Master, 

At  Thy  sacred  feet, 
Here  with  hearts  rejoicing 

See  Thy  children  meet : 
Often  have  we  left  Thee, 

Often  gone  astray ; 
Keep  us,  mighty  Saviour, 

In  the  narrow  way. 

Brightly  gleams,  etc. 

3  All  our  days  direct  us 

In  the  way  we  go, 
Lead  us  on  victorious 

Over  every  foe : 
Bid  Thine  angels  shield  us 

When  the  storm-clouds  lower, 
Pardon,  Lord,  and  save  us 

In  the  last  dread  hour. 
Brightly  gleams,  etc. 

T.  J.  POTTER, 

125 


St  ©ertrube.    6s.  5s. 

Key  of  F.     First  Note— 5.  A.  S.  Sullivan. 

114 

ONWARD,  Christian  soldiers, 
Marching  as  to  war, 
With  the  cross  of  Jesus 

Going  on  before ! 
Christ  the  royal  Master 
Leads  against  the  foe  ; 
Forward  into  battle, 
See,  His  banners  go. 

Onward,  Christian  soldiers, 

Marching  as  to  war, 
With  the  cross  of  Jesus 
Going  on  before ! 

2  Like  a  mighty  army 

Moves  the  Church  of  God  ; 
Brothers,  we  are  treading 

Where  the  saints  have  trod  ; 
We  are  not  divided, 

All  one  Body  we, 
One  in  hope  and  doctrine, 

One  in  charity. 
Onward,  etc. 

3  Crowns  and  thrones  may  perish, 

Kingdoms  rise  and  wane, 
But  the  Church  of  Jesus 

Constant  will  remain  ; 
Gates  of  hell  can  never 

'Gainst  that  Church  prevail ; 
We  have  Christ's  own  promise, 

And  that  cannot  fail. 
Onward,  etc. 

8.  BARING  GOULD. 


126 


IDa\u&*    6.  5. 

Key  of  G.     First  Note— 3.  T.  Morley. 


ii5 


SAVIOUK,  blessed  Saviour, 
Listen  while  we  sing  ; 
Hearts  and  voices  raising 

Praises  to  our  King. 
All  we  have  we  offer, 
All  we  hope  to  be, 
Body,  soul,  and  spirit, 
All  we  yield  to  Thee. 

Nearer,  ever  nearer, 

Christ,  we  draw  to  Thee, 
Deep  in  adoration 

Bending  low  the  knee  : 
Thou  for  our  redemption 

Cam'st  on  earth  to  die  : 
Thou,  that  we  might  follow, 

Hast  gone  up  on  high. 

Great,  and  ever  greater 

Are  Thy  mercies  here, 
True  and  everlasting 

Are  the  glories  there, 
Where  no  pain,  no  sorrow, 

Toil,  or  care,  is  known, 
Where  the  angel  legions 

Circle  round  Thy  throne. 

Clearer  still,  and  clearer, 

Dawns  the  light  from  heaven, 
In  our  sadness  bringing 

News  of  sins  forgiven  ; 
Life  has  lost  its  shadows  ; 

Pure  the  light  within  ; 
Thou  hast  shed  Thy  radiance 

On  a  world  of  sin. 

a.  TIIWING. 

127 


Warfare.    6.  5. 

Key  of  G.     First  Note— 1.  G.  W.  Chadwick 

Il6 

T^OKWAKD  !    be  our  watchword, 
■*■      Steps  and  voices  joined  ; 
Seek  the  things  before  us, 

Not  a  look  behind  : 
Burns  the  fiery  pillar 

At  our  armj-'s  head  ; 
Who  shall  dream  of  shrinking, 
By  our  Captain  led  ? 

Forward  through  the  desert, 
Through  the  toil  and  fight ! 
Jordan  flows  before  us  ; 
Sion  beams  with  light. 

2  Glories  upon  glories 

Hath  our  God  prepared, 
By  the  souls  that  love  Him 

One  day  to  be  shared  ; 
Eye  hath  not  beheld  them, 

Ear  hath  never  heard  ; 
Nor  of  these  hath  uttered 
Thought  or  speech  a  word  ; 
Forward !  marching  eastward 
Where  the  heaven  is  bright, 
Till  the  veil  be  lifted, 
Till  our  faith  be  sight. 

H.  ALFORD. 


128 


Ellacombe,    7.  6. 

Key  of  Bj?.     First  Note — 5.  German. 

117 

COME,  praise  your  Lord  and  Saviour 
In  strains  of  holy  mirth ! 
Give  thanks  to  Him,  O  children, 

Who  lived  a  child  on  earth ! 
He  loved  the  little  children, 

And  called  them  to  His  side, 

His  loving  arms  embraced  them, 

And  for  their  sake  He  died. 

2  O  Jesus,  we  would  praise  Thee 

With  songs  of  holy  joy  ; 
For  Thou  on  earth  didst  sojourn 

A  pure  and  spotless  boy. 
Make  us  like  Thee,  obedient, 

Like  Thee  from  sin-stains  free, 
Like  Thee  in  God's  own  temple, 

In  lowly  home  like  Thee. 

3  O  Jesus,  we  would  praise  Thee, 

The  lowly  maiden's  son  : 
In  Thee  all  gentlest  graces 

Are  gathered  into  one. 
Oh,  give  that  best  adornment 

That  Christian  child  can  wear, 
The  meek  and  quiet  spirit 

Which  shone  in  Thee  so  fair ! 

4  O  Lord,  with  voices  lifted 

We  sing  our  songs  of  praise  ; 
Be  Thou  the  light  and  pattern 
Of  all  our  childhood's  days  ; 
And  lead  us  ever  onward, 

That  while  we  stay  below, 
We  may,  like  Thee,  O  Jesus, 
In  grace  and  wisdom  grow. 

w.  w.  HOW. 
129 


XptC     6s.  4s. 


Key  of  C.     First  Note — 3.  J.  P.  Holbrook. 

ii8 

TESUS,  Thy  name  I  love 
v    All  other  names  above, 

Jesus  my  Lord ! 
Oh,  Thou  art  all  to  me ! 
Nothing  to  please  I  see, 
Nothing  apart  from  Thee, 

Jesus  my  Lord  ! 

2  Thou  blessed  Son  of  God 

Hast  bought  me  with  Thy  blood, 

Jesus  my  Lord  ! 
O  how  great  is  Thy  love, 
All  other  loves  above, 
Love  that  I  daily  prove, 

Jesus  my  Lord ! 

JAS.  G.  DECK. 


130 


Mebb.    7.6. 

Key  orBr     First  Note — 5.  G.  J.  "Webb. 

119 

STAXD  up,  stand  up,  for  Jesus, 
Ye  soldiers  of  the  cross  ! 
Lift  high  His  royal  banner ! 

It  must  not  suffer  loss  : 
From  victory  unto  -victory 
His  army  shall  He  lead ; 
Till  every  foe  is  vanquished, 
And  Christ  is  Lord  indeed. 

2  Stand  up,  stand  up,  for  Jesus  ! 

The  trumpet  call  obey  ! 
Forth  to  the  mighty  conflict 

In  this  His  glorious  day  ! 
Ye  that  are  men  now  serve  Him 

Against  unnumbered  foes ! 
Let  courage  rise  with  danger, 

And  strength  to  strength  oppose. 

3  Stand  up,  stand  up,  for  Jesus  ! 

Stand  in  His  strength  alone  ! 
The  arm  of  flesh  will  fail  you, 

Ye  dare  not  trust  your  own  : 
Put  on  the  gospel  armor, 

And  watching  unto  prayer, 
"When  duty  calls,  or  danger, 

Be  never  wanting  there  ! 

4  Stand  up,  stand  up,  for  Jesus  ! 

The  strife  will  not  be  long : 
This  day,  the  noise  of  battle  ; 

The  next,  the  victor's  song. 
To  him  that  overcometh, 

A  crown  of  life  shall  be  ; 
He  with  the  King  of  glory 

Shall  reign  eternally. 


G.  DUFFIELD. 


By  permission  of  H.  H.  Duffield. 

131 


r 


IRaomL    c.  m. 

Key  of  D.     First  Note — 3.  Lowell  Maso? 

120 

FATHER,  whate'er  of  earthly  bliss 
Thy  sovereign  will  denies, 
Accepted  at  Thy  throne  of  grace 
Let  this  petition  rise : 

2  Give  me  a  calm  and  thankful  heart, 

From  every  murmur  free  ; 
The  blessings  of  Thy  grace  impart, 
And  make  me  live  to  Thee. 

3  Let  the  sweet  hope  that  Thou  art  mine 

My  path  of  life  attend  : 
Thy  presence  through  my  journey  shine, 
And  crown  my  journey's  end. 

ANNE    STEELE. 


132 


St.  Griepin.    8.  8.  8.  6. 

Key  of  E.     First  Note — 3.  G.  J.  Elvey. 

121 

JUST  as  I  am,  without  one  plea, 
But  that  Thy  blood  was  shed  for  me, 
And  that  Thou  bidd'st  me  come  to  Thee, 
O  Lamb  of  God,  I  come. 

2  Just  as  I  am,  and  waiting  not 
To  rid  my  soul  of  one  dark  blot, 

To  Thee,  Whose  blood  can  cleanse  each  spot, 
O  Lamb  of  God,  I  come. 

3  Just  as  I  am,  though  tossed  about 
With  many  a  conflict,  many  a  doubt, 
Fightings  and  fears  within,  without, 

O  Lamb  of  God,  I  come. 

4  Just  as  I  am,  poor,  wretched,  blind  ; 
Sight,  riches,  healing  of  the  mind, 
Yea,  all  I  need,  in  Thee  to  find, 

O  Lamb  of  God,  I  come. 

5  Just  as  I  am  :  Thou  wilt  receive, 
Wilt  welcome,  pardon,  cleanse,  relieve, 
Because  Thy  promise  I  believe, 

O  Lamb  of  God,  I  come. 

6  Just  as  I  am,  Thy  love  unknown 
Has  broken  every  barrier  down  ; 
Now  to  be  Thine,  yea,  Thine  alone, 

O  Lamb  of  God,  I  come. 

C.  ELLIOTT. 


133 


Hugbton,    l.  m. 

Key  of  D.     First  Note — 5. 
122 

HE  leadeth  me  !  oh,  blessed  thought ! 
Oh,  words  with  heavenly  comfort  fraught ! 
Whate'er  I  do,  where'er  I  be, 
Still  'tis  God's  hand  that  leadeth  me. 

Refrain  : 

He  leadeth  me !  He  leadeth  me  ! 
By  His  own  hand  He  leadeth  me ! 
His  faithful  follower  I  would  be, 
For  by  His  hand  He  leadeth  me. 

2  Sometimes  'mid  scenes  of  deepest  gloom, 
Sometimes  where  Eden's  bowers  bloom, 
By  waters  calm,  o'er  troubled  sea, 

Still  'tis  His  hand  that  leadeth  me. 

3  Lord,  I  would  clasp  Thy  hand  in  mine, 
Nor  ever  murmur  nor  repine  : 
Content,  whatever  lot  I  see, 

Since  'tis  my  God  that  leadeth  me. 

4  And  when  my  task  on  earth  is  done, 
When,  by  Thy  grace,  the  victory's  won, 
E'en  death's  cold  wave  I  will  not  flee, 
Since  God  through  Jordan  leadeth  me. 

J.   H.   C.ILMORE. 
Used  by  permission  of  the  Biglow  &■  Main  Co.,  owners  of  the  copyright. 


134 


I 


Portuguese  Ib^mn,  bp  fll\  Portugal. 

lis.  or  Adeste  Fideles. 

Key  of  A.     Fresx  Note — 1.  J.  Reading. 

123 

TJ  OW  firm  a  foundation,  ye  saints  of  the  Lord, 
J--*-  Is  laid  for  your  faith  in  His  excellent  word  ! 
What  more  can  He  say  than  to  you  He  hath  said, 
You  who  unto  Jesus  for  refuge  have  fled  ? 

2  Fear  not,  I  am  with  thee  ;  oh,  be  not  dismayed  ! 
I,  I  am  thy  God,  and  will  still  give  thee  aid  ; 
I'll  strengthen  thee,  help  thee,  and  cause  thee  to 

stand, 
Upheld  by  My  righteous,  omnipotent  hand. 

3  "When  through  the  deep  waters  I  call  thee  to  go, 
The  rivers  of  woe  shall  not  thee  overflow  ; 

For  I  will  be  with  thee,  thy  troubles  to  bless, 
And  sanctify  to  thee  thy  deepest  distress. 

4  When  through  fiery  trials  thy  pathway  shall  lie, 
My  grace,  all- sufficient,  shall  be  thy  supply  ; 
The  flame  shall  not  hurt  thee  ;  I  only  design 
Thy  dross  to  consume,  and  thy  gold  to  refine. 

5  The  soul  that  to  Jesus  hath  fled  for  repose, 
I  will  not,  I  will  not  desert  to  His  foes  ; 

That   soul,   though  all   hell   shall   endeavor    to 

shake, 
I'll  never,  no,  never,  no,  never  forsake. 

G.  KEITH. 


135 


Come,  J?e  Disconsolate,    11.10. 

Key  of  Dp.     First  Note — 5.  S.  Webbe. 

124 

COME,  ye  disconsolate,  where'er  ye  languish  ; 
Come  to  the  mercy-seat,  fervently  kneel ; 
Here  bring  your  wounded  hearts,  here  tell  your 
anguish  ; 
Earth  has  no  sorrow  that  heaven  cannot  heal. 

2  Joy  of  the  desolate,  light  of  the  straying, 

Hope  of  the  penitent,  fadeless  and  pure, 
Here  speaks  the  Comforter,  tenderly  saying, 
"Earth    has   no  sorrow  that   heaven   cannot 
cure." 

3  Here  see  the  Bread  of  life ;  see  waters  flowing 

Forth   from   the  throne  of   God,    pure   from 
above ; 
Come  to  the  feast  of  love  ;  come,  ever  knowing 
Earth  has  no  sorrow  but  heaven  can  remove. 

THOS.  MOORE. 


186 


protection,    8s. 

Key  of  F.     First  Note — 5  J.  Pearce. 

125 

INSPIRER  and  hearer  of  prayer, 
Thou  shepherd  and  guardian  of  Thine, 
My  all  to  Thy  covenant  care, 
I,  sleeping  or  waking,  resign. 

2  If  Thou  art  my  shield  and  my  sun, 

The  night  is  no  darkness  to  me  ; 
And,  fast  as  my  minutes  roll  on, 
They  bring  me  but  nearer  to  Thee. 

3  A  sovereign  protector  I  have, 

Unseen,  yet  forever  at  hand  ; 
Unchangeably  faithful  to  save, 
Almighty  to  rule  and  command. 

4  His  smiles  and  His  comforts  abound, 

His  grace,  as  the  dew,  shall  descend  ; 
And  walls  of  salvation  surround 
The  soul  He  delights  to  defend. 

A.   M.   TOPLADY. 


137 


Bottom    s.  m. 

Key  of  C.     First  Note — 5.  L.  Mason. 

126 

DLEST  be  the  tie  that  binds 
*J     Our  hearts  in  Jesus'  love  : 
The  fellowship  of  Christian  minds 
Is  like  to  that  above. 

2  Before  our  Father's  throne 

We  pour  united  prayers  ; 
Our  fears,  our  hopes,  our  aims  are  one  ; 
Our  comforts  and  our  cares. 

3  We  share  our  mutual  woes, 

Our  mutual  burdens  bear  ; 
And  often  for  each  other  flows 
The  sympathizing  tear. 

4  When  we  at  death  must  part, 

Not  like  the  world's,  our  pain  ; 
But  one  in  Christ,  and  one  in  heart, 
We  part  to  meet  again. 

5  From  sorrow,  toil,  and  pain, 

And  sin,  we  shall  be  free  ; 
And  perfect  love  and  friendship  reign 
Throughout  eternity. 

J.  FAWCETT. 


138 


Keyof  A7.     First  Note — 3.  J.  Stameb. 


127 


THERE  is  a  blessed  home 
Beyond  this  land  of  woe, 
Where  trials  never  come, 

Nor  tears  of  sorrow  flow  ; 
Where  faith  is  lost  in  sight, 

And  patient  hope  is  crowned, 
And  everlasting  light 
Its  glory  throws  around. 

There  is  a  land  of  peace  : 

Good  angels  know  it  well ; 
Glad  songs  that  never  cease 

Within  its  portals  swell  ; 
Around  its  glorious  throne 

Ten  thousand  saints  adore 
Christ,  with  the  Father  One, 

And  Spirit,  evermore. 

Oh,  joy  all  joys  beyond, 

To  see  the  Lamb  Who  died, 
And  count  each  sacred  wound 

In  hands,  and  feet,  and  side  ! 
To  give  to  Him  the  praise 

Of  every  triumph  won, 
And  sing  through  endless  days 

The  great  things  He  hath  done  ! 

Look  up,  ye  saints  of  God  ! 

Xor  fear  to  tread  below 
The  path  your  Saviour  trod 

Of  daily  toil  and  woe  ! 
Wait  but  a  little  while 

In  uncomplaining  love  ! 
His  own  most  gracious  smile 

Shall  welcome  you  above. 

h.  w.  baker. 
139 


Dawn* 

Key  op  Afr.     First  Note — 3.  E.  P.  Parker. 

128 

ANE  sweetly  solemn  thought 
^     Comes  to  me  o'er  and  o'er  ; 
I  am  nearer  my  home  to-day 
Than  I  ever  have  been  before  ; 

2  Nearer  the  great  white  throne, 

Nearer  the  crystal  sea, 
Nearer  my  Father's  house, 

"Where  the  "  many  mansions  "  be  ; 

3  Nearer  the  bound  of  life, 

Where  we  lay  our  burdens  down  ; 
Nearer  leaving  the  cross, 
Nearer  gaining  the  crown  ; 

4  But  lying  darkly  between, 

Winding  down  through  the  night, 
Is  the  deep  and  unknown  stream 
To  be  crossed  ere  we  reach  the  light. 

5  Jesus,  perfect  my  trust, 

Strengthen  the  hand  of  my  faith  : 
Let  me  feel  Thee  near  when  I  stand 
On  the  edge  of  the  shore  of  death  ; 

6  Feel  Thee  near  when  my  feet 

Are  slipping  over  the  brink  ; 
For  it  may  be  I'm  nearer  home, 
Nearer  now  than  I  think. 

PUCEBE    CAltY. 
By  permission  and  special  arrangement  with  Houghton.  Mifflin  &  Co. 


140 


Spobr.    c  m. 

Key  of  G.     First  Xote — 5.  Spohr. 

129 

WHILE  Thee  I  seek,  protecting  Power, 
'*      Be  my  vain  wishes  stilled  ; 
And  may  this  consecrated  hour 
With  better  hopes  be  filled. 

2  Thy  love  the  power  of  thought  bestowed, 

To  Thee  my  thoughts  would  soar : 
Thy  mercy  o'er  my  life  has  flowed  ; 
That  mercy  I  adore. 

3  In  each  event  of  life,  how  clear 

Thy  ruling  hand  I  see  ; 
Each  blessing  to  my  soul  more  dear, 
Because  conferred  by  Thee. 

4  In  every  joy  that  crowns  my  days, 

In  every  pain  I  bear, 
My  heart  shall  find  delight  in  praise, 
Or  seek  relief  in  prayer. 

5  When  gladness  wings  my  favored  hour, 

Thy  love  my  thoughts  shall  fill ; 
Resigned  when  storms  of  sorrow  lower, 
My  soul  shall  meet  Thy  will. 

6  My  lifted  eye,  without  a  tear, 

The  gathering  storms  shall  see  ; 
My  steadfast  heart  shall  know  no  fear  ; 
That  heart  will  rest  on  Thee. 

H.  M.  WILLIAMS. 


HI 


Salami*,    p.  m. 

Key  of  F.     First  Note — 1.  Greek  Melody. 

130 

WOKSHIP  the  Lord  in  the  beauty  of  holiness, 
Bow  down  before  Hiin,  His  glory  proclaim  ; 
"With  gold  of   obedience  and  incense  of  lowli- 
ness, 
Kneel  and  adore  Him  :  the  Lord  is  His  name. 

2  Low  at  His  feet  lay  thy  burden  of  carefulness, 

High  on  His  heart  He  will  bear  it  for  thee  ; 
Comfort  thy  sorrows  and  answer  thy  prayerful- 
ness; 
Guiding  thy  steps  as  may  best  for  thee  be. 

3  Fear  not  to  enter  His  courts  in  the  slenderness 

Of  the  poor  wealth  thou  wouldst  reckon  as 
thine ; 
Truth  in  its  beauty  and  love  in  its  tenderness, 
These  are  the  offerings  to  lay  on  His  shrine. 

4  These,  though  we  bring  them  in  trembling  and 

fearfulness, 
He  will  accept  for  the  Name  that  is  dear  ; 
Mornings  of  joy  give  for  evenings  of  tearfulness, 
Trust  for  our  trembling  and  hope  for  our  fear. 

J.  S.  B.  MONSELL. 


142 


HrieL    o.  p.  m. 

Key  ofEj,     First  Note— 5.  From  Mozart 

by  Lowell  Masox. 

131 

0  COULD  I  speak  the  matchless  worth, 
O  could  I  sound  the  glories  forth 
Which  in  my  Saviour  shine, 
I'd  soar  and  touch  the  heavenly  strings, 
And  vie  with  Gabriel  while  he  sings 
In  notes  almost  divine. 

2  I'd  sing  the  precious  blood  He  spilt, 
My  ransom  from  the  dreadful  guilt 

Of  sin,  and  wrath  divine  ; 
I'd  sing  His  glorious  righteousness, 
In  which  all-perfect,  heavenly  dress 

My  soul  shall  ever  shine. 

3  I'd  sing  the  characters  He  bears, 
And  all  the  forms  of  love  He  wears, 

Exalted  on  His  throne  ; 
In  loftiest  songs  of  sweetest  praise, 
I  would  to  everlasting  days 

Make  all  His  glories  known. 

4  Well,  the  delightful  day  will  come 
When  my  dear  Lord  will  bring  me  home, 

And  I  shall  see  His  face  ; 
Then  with  my  Saviour,  Brother,  Friend, 
A  blest  eternity  I'll  spend, 

Triumphant  in  His  grace. 

SAMUEL    MEDLEY. 


143 


Cbrietmas,   c.  m. 

Key  of  D.     First  Note — 3.  From  Handel. 

132 

AWAKE,  my  soul,  stretch  every  nerve, 
And  press  with  vigor  on  ; 
A  heavenly  race  demands  thy  zeal, 
And  an  immortal  crown. 

2  A  cloud  of  witnesses  around 

Hold  thee  in  full  survey  ; 

Forget  the  steps  already  trod, 

And  onward  urge  thy  way. 

3  'Tis  God's  all-animating  voice 

That  calls  thee  from  on  high ; 
'Tis  His  own  hand  presents  the  prize 
To  thine  uplifted  eye. 

4  Then  wake,  my  soul,  stretch  every  nerve, 

And  press  with  vigor  on  ; 
A  heavenly  race  demands  thy  zeal, 
And  an  immortal  crown. 

P.    DODDRIDGE. 


114 


fIDore  %ove.  6.4.6.4.6.6.4. 

Key  of  G.     First  Note— 3.  T.  E.  Prentiss. 

133 

MOKE   love   to  Thee,  O  Christ ! 
More  love  to  Thee  ! 
Hear  Thou  the  prayer  I  make 

On  bended  knee ; 
This  is  my  earnest  plea, 
More  love,  O  Christ,  to  Thee, 
More  love  to  Thee  ! 

2  Once  earthly  joy  I  craved, 

Sought  peace  and  rest : 
Now  Thee  alone  I  seek ; 

Give  what  is  best : 
This  all  my  prayer  shall  be, 
More  love,  O  Christ,  to  Thee  ! 

More  love  to  Thee  ! 

3  Let  sorrow  do  its  work, 

Send  grief  and  pain ; 
Sweet  are  Thy  messengers, 

Sweet  their  refrain, 
When  they  can  sing  with  me, 
My  love,  O  Christ,  to  Thee, 

More  love  to  Thee. 

4  Then  shall  my  latest  breath 

Whisper  Thy  praise  ; 
This  be  the  parting  cry 

My  heart  shall  raise, 
This  still  its  prayer  shall  be, 
More  love,  O  Christ,  to  Thee, 

More  love  to  Thee ! 

MKS.    E.    PtlENTISS. 
Printed  by  permission. 

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(Sreenville,    8.  7.  4. 

Key  of  F.    First  Note— 1.  J.  J.  Rousseau. 

134 

LORD,  dismiss  us  with  Thy  blessing, 
Fill  our  hearts  with  joy  and  peace  ; 
Let  us  each,  Thy  love  possessing, 
Triumph  in  redeeming  grace  : 

O  refresh  us, 
Travelling  through  this  wilderness. 

2  Thanks  we  give,  and  adoration, 

For  Thy  gospel's  joyful  sound  : 
May  the  fruits  of  Thy  salvation 
In  our  hearts  and  lives  abound  ; 

May  Thy  presence 
With  us  evermore  be  found. 

3  So,  whene'er  the  signal's  given, 

Us  from  earth  to  call  away, 
Borne  on  angel's  wings  to  heaven, 
Glad  the  summons  to  obey, 

May  we  ever 
Reign  with  Christ  in  endless  day. 

JOHN    FAWCETT. 


©K>  1bunt>re&,   l.  m. 

Key  of  G.     First  Note — 6.  G.  Franc. 

DRAISE  God,  from  whom  all  blessings  flow  ; 
*■      Praise  Him,  all  creatures  here  below  ; 
Praise  Him  above,  ye  heavenly  host; 
Praise  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghcst. 

THOMAS    KEN. 

146 


Chants 


IDenite,  eyultemus  Domino* 

1  O  come,  let  us  sing  |  unto  .  the  |  Lord :  let 
us  heartily  rejoice  in  the  |  strength  of  |  our 
sal  |  vation. 

2  Let  us  come  before  his  presence  with  | 
thanks .  =  |  giving :  and  show  ourselves  |  glad  in  | 
him  with  |  psalms. 

3  For  the  Lord  is  a  |  great  .  =  |  God  :  and  a 
great  |  King  a  |  bove  all  |  gods. 

4  In  his  hand  are  all  the  corners  |  of  the  | 
earth  :  and  the  strength  of  the  |  hills  is  |  his  .  =  | 
also. 

5  The  sea  is  his  |  and  he  |  made  it :  and  his 
hands  pre  |  pared  .  the  |  dry .  =  |  land. 

6  O  come  let  us  worship  and  |  fall .  =  |  down: 
and  kneel  be  |  fore  the  |  Lord  our  |  Maker. 

7  For  he  is  the  |  Lord  our  |  God  :  and  we  are 
the  people  of  his  pasture  *  and  the  |  sheep  of  | 
his  .  =  |  hand. 

8  O  worship  the  Lord  in  the  |  beauty  .  of  | 
holiness  :  let  the  whole  earth  |  stand  in  |  awe  of  | 
him. 

9  For  he  cometh,  for  he  coineth  to  |  judge 
the  |  earth :  and  with  righteousness  to  judge  the 
world  and  the  |  people    |  with  his  |  truth. 

Glory  be  to  the  Father  |  and  .  to  the  |  Son  : 
and  |  to  the  |  Holy  |  Ghost ; 

As  it  was  in  the  beginning  *  is  n6w,  and  |  ever  | 
shall  be  :  world  without  |  end .  =  |  A .  =  |  men. 


148 


Ge  2>eum. 


135 


F.  f  We  praise  |  thee  O  |  God  :  we  acknowl- 
edge I  thee  to  I  be  the  |  Lord. 

F.  2  All  the  earth  doth  |  worship  |  thee  :  the 
I  Father  |  ever-  |  -lasting. 

3  To  thee  all  A'ngels   |    cry  a-   |  -loud  :  the 
Heavens,  and  |  all  the  |  Powers  there-  |  -in. 

4  To  thee  Cherubin  and  |  Seraph-  |  -in  :  con- 1 
tinual-  I  -ly  do  |  cry, 

5  Huly  I  Holy  |  Holy :  Lord  |  God  of  |  Saba- 
|-oth; 

6  Heaven  and  earth  are  full  of  the  |  Majes-  | 
-ty  :  of  I  thy  |  Glo-  |  -ry. 

7  The  glorious  company  |  of  .  the  A-  |  -pos- 
tles  :  praise  |  —  |  —  |  thee. 

8  The  goodly  fellowship  |  of  the  |  Prophets  : 
praise  |  —  |  —  |  thee. 

znd  g  rpjie  n(fo\^  |  armv  %  0f  |  Martyrs :  praise  |  — 
I  _  I  thee. 

10  The  holy  Church  throughout  |   aU    the   | 
world  :  doth  ac-  |  -know-  |  -ledge  |  thee  ; 

11  The  I  Fa-  |  -ther :  of  an  |  infinite  |  Majes- 

I  -ty ; 

12  Thine  ad-  |  -orable  |  true :  and  |  on-  |  — 
-ly  I  Son  ; 

13  Also   the   I  Holy   |   Ghost :    the  |  Com-  | 
-fort-  I  -er. 

14  Thou  art  the  |  King  of  |  Glory  :  O'  |  —  | 
—  I  Christ. 

15  Thou  art  the  ever-  |  -lasting  |  Son  :  of  |  — 
the  I  Fa-  |  -ther. 

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mf  16  When  thou  tookest  upon  thee  to  de-  |  -liver 
|  man  :  thou  didst  humble  thyself  to  be  |  born  |  of 
a  |  Virgin. 

17  When  thou  hadst  overcome  the  |  sharpness 
.  of  |  death  :  thou  didst  open  the  Kingdom  of  | 
Heaven  to  |  all  be-  |  -lievers. 

18  Thou  sittest  at  the  right  |  hand  of  |  God  : 
in  the  |  Glory  |  of  the  |  Father. 

19  We  believe  that  |  thou  shalt  |  come  :  to  | 
be  |  our  |  Judge. 

20  We  therefore  pray  thee  |  help  thy  |  ser- 
vants :  whom  thou  hast  redeemed  |  with  thy  | 
precious  |  blood. 

21  Make  them  to  be  numbered  |  with  thy  | 
Saints  :  in  |  glory  |  ever-  |  -lasting. 

22  O  Lord  |  save  thy  |  people  :  and  |  bless 
thine  |  herit-  |  -age. 

23  Gov-  | ern  |  them  :  and  |  lift  them  |  up 

for  |  ever. 

F.  f  24  Day  |  by  |  day  :  we  |  magni-  |  -fy  |  thee ; 

F.  25  A'nd  we  |  worship  .  thy  |  Name  :  ever  | 
world  with-  |  -out  |  end. 

?«/26  Vouch-  |  -safe  O  |  Lord  :  to  keep  us  this 
|  day  with-  |  -out  |  sin. 

27  O  Lord  have  |  mercy  .  up-  |  -on  us  :  have 
|    mer-  |  -cy  up-  |  -on  us. 

28  O  Lord  let  thy  mercy  |  be  up-  |  -on  us  :  as 
our  |  trust  |  is  in  |  thee. 

29  O  Lord  in  thee  |  have  I  |  trusted  :  let  me  | 
never  |  be  con-  |  -founded. 

These  Chants  are  from  the  Cathedral  Psalter  by  permission  of  Messrs. 
Novello,  Ewer  &  Co. 


150 


Gloria  in  Eyceisia* 

136 

1  Glory  be  to  |  God  on  |  high,  |  and  on  earth  | 
peace,  good-  |  will-  -  towards  |  men. 

2  We  praise  thee,  we  bless  thee,  we  |  worship 
I  thee,  ||  we  glorify  thee,  we  give  thanks  to  |  thee 
for  I  thy  great  |  glory. 

3  O  Lord  God,  |  heavenly  |  King,  |  God  the  | 
Father  |  Al |  mighty. 

4  O  Lord,  the  only  begotten  Son,  |  Jesus  | 
Christ ;  O  Lord  God,  Lamb  of  God,  Son  |  of  the 
[  Father, 

5  That  takest  away  the  |  sins-  -of  the  |  world, 
||  have  mercy  |  upon  |  us. 

6  Thou  that  takest  away  the  |  sins-  -of  the  | 
world,  ||  have  mercy  |  upon  |  us. 

7  Thou  that  takest  away  the  |  sins-  -of  the  | 
world,  re-  |  ceive  our  |  prayer. 

8  Thou  that  sittest  at  the  right  hand  of  |  God 
the  I  Father,  |  have  mercy  |  upon  |  us. 

9  For  thou  |  only-  -art  |  holy  :  ||  thou  |  only  | 
art  the  |  Lord  : 

10  Thou  only,  O  Christ,  with  the  |  Holy  | 
Ghost,  ||  art  most  high  in  the  |  glory-  -of  |  God  the 
I  Father,  ||  A-  I  men. 


151 


BeneMctus. 


137 


F.mf  Blessed  be  the  Lord  |  God  of  |  Israel  :  for 
he  hath  visited  |  and  re-  |  deemed  .  his  |  people  ; 

F.  2  And  hath  raised  up  a  mighty  sal- 1  -vation  |  for 
us  :  in  the  house  |  of  his  |  servant  |  David ; 

3  As  he  spake  by  the  mouth  of  his  |  holy  | 
Prophets  :  which  have  been  |  since  the  |  world  be- 
I  -gan  ; 

4  That  we  should  be  saved  |  from  our  |  enemies 
:  and  from  the  |  hand  of  |  all  that  |  hate  us ; 

5  To  perform  the  mercy  promised  |  to  our  | 
forefathers  :  and  to  re-  |  -member  .  his  |  holy  | 
Convenant  ; 

6  To  perform  the  oath  which  he  sware  to  our 
I  forefather  |  Abraham  :  that  |  he  would  |  give  | 
us  ; 

7  That  we  being  delivered  out  of  the  hand  |  of 
our  I  enemies  :  might  serve  |  him  with-  |  -out  | 
fear  ; 

8  In  holiness  and  righteous-  |  -ness  be-  |  -fore 
him  :  all  the  |  days  |  of  our  |  life. 

9  And  thou  Child  shalt  be  called  the  Prophet 
I  of  the  I  Highest  :  for  thou  shalt  go  before  the 
face  of  the  Lord  |  to  pre-  |  pare  his  |  ways  ; 

10  To  give  knowledge  of  salvation  |  unto  .  his 
I  people  :  for  the  re-  |  -mission  |  of  their  |  sins, 

11  Through  the  tender  mercy  |  of  our  |  God  : 
whereby  the  day-spring  from  on  |  high  hath  |  visited 
I  us; 

12  To  give  light  to  them  that  sit  in  darkness* 
and  in  the  |  shadow  .  of  |  death  :  and  to  guide  our 
feet  I  into  .  the  |  way  of  |  peace. 

F.f  Glory  be  to  the  Father,  |  and  .  to  the  |  Son  : 
and  I  to  the  |  Holy  |  Ghost  ; 
F.  As  it  was  in  the  beginning*  is  now,  and  |  ever 
I  shall  be  :  world  without  |  end.  |  A-  ]  -men. 
152 


3ubilate  Weo. 

iq8  Psalm  C. 

/  O  be  joyful  in  the  Lord  |  all  ye  |  lands  :  serve 
the  Lord  with  gladness*  and  come  before  his  |  pres- 
ence |  with  a  |  song. 

2  Be  ye  sure  that  the  Lord  |  he  is  |  God  :  it  is 
he  that  hath  made  us  and  not  we  ourselves*  we  are 
his  people,  and  the  |  sheep  of  |  his  |  pasture. 

3  O  go  your  way  into  his  gates  with  thanks- 
giving *  and  into  his  |  courts  with  |  praise  :  be 
thankful  unto  him,  and  |  speak  good  |  of  his 
|  Name. 

mf  4  For  the  Lord  is  gracious  *  his  mercy  is  | 
ever-  |  -lasting  :  and  his  truth  endureth  from  gener- 
|  -ation  .  to  |  gener-  |  -ation. 

An  asterisk  (*)  is  a  direction  to  take  breath. 


153 


flDaaniflcat 
139 

F.  mf  My  soul  doth  magni-  |  -fy  the  |  Lord  :  and 
my  spirit  hath  re-  |  -joiced  .  in  |  God  my  |  Saviour. 
F.  2  For  he  |  hath  re-  |  -garded  :  the  lowliness  | 
of  his  I  hand-  |  -maiden. 

3  For  be-  |  -hold  from  |  henceforth  :  all  gen- 
er-  I  -ations  .  shall  |  call  me  |  blessed. 

4  For  he  that  is  mighty  hath  |  magnified  | 
me  :  and  |  holy  |  is  his  |  Name. 

p2anrdt.  5  And  his  mercy  is  on  |  them  that  |  fear  him  : 
throughout  |  all  |  gener-  |  -ations. 

6  He  hath  showed  strength  |  with  his  |  arm  : 
he  hath  scattered  the  proud  in  the  imagin-  |  -ation  | 
of  their  |  hearts. 

7  He  hath  put  down  the  might}'  |  from  their  | 
seat  :  and  hath  ex-  |  -alted  .  the  |  humble  .  and  j 
meek. 

8  He  hath  filled  the  hungry  with  |  good  | 
things  :  and  the  rich  he  hath  |  sent  |  empty  . 
a-  I  -way. 

9  He  remembering  his  mercy  hath  holpen  his  | 
servant  |  Israel  :  as  he  promised  to  our  fore- 
fathers *  A'braham  |  and  his  |  seed  for  |  ever. 

F.  f  Glory  be  to  the  Father,  |  and  .  to  the  |  Son  : 
and  I  to  the  |  Holy  |  Ghost ; 

F.  As  it  was  in  the  beginning  *  is  now,  and  |  ever  | 
shall  be  :  world  without  |  end.  |     A-  |  -men 


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140 


Gantate  Domino. 


Psalm  XCVIII. 


F.fO  sing  unto  the  Lord  a  |  new  |  song  :  for 
lie  hath  |  done  |  marvellous  |  things. 

F.  2  With  his  own  right  hand  *  and  with  his  | 
holy  I  arm  :  hath  he  |  gotten  .  him-  |  -self  the  | 
victory. 

3  The  Lord  declared  |  his  sal-  |  -vation  :  his 
righteousness  hath  he  openly  showed  in  the  |  sight  | 
of  the  I  heathen. 

4  He  hath  remembered  his  mercy  and  truth, 
toward  the  |  house  of  |  Israel  :  and  all  the  ends  of 
the  world  have  seen  the  sal-  |  -vation  |  of  our  | 
God. 

5  Show  yourselves  joyful  unto  the  Lord  |  all 
ye  I  lands  :  sing,  re-  |  -joice  and  |  give  |  thanks. 

6  Praise  the  Lord  up-  |  -on  the  |  harp  :  sing  to 
the  harp  with  a  |  psalm  of  |  thanks-  |  -giving. 

7  With  trumpets  |  also  and  |  shawms  :  O  show 
yourselves  joyful  be-  |  -fore  the  |  Lord  the  |  King. 

8  Let  the  sea  make  a  noise  *  and  all  that  | 
therein  |  is  :  the  round  world,  and  |  they  that  | 
dwell  there-  |  -in. 

9  Let  the  floods  clap  their  hands  *  and  let 
the  hills  be  joyful  together  be-  |  -fore  the  |  Lord  : 
for  he  I  cometh  .  to  |  judge  the  j  earth. 

10  With   righteousness   shall   he  |  judge   the  | 
world  :  and  the  |  people  |  with  |    equity. 
F.  f  Glory  be  to  the  Father,  |  and  .  to  the  |  Son  : 
and  I  to  the  |  Holy  |  Ghost  ; 

F.     As  it  was  in  the  beginning  *  is   now,  and  | 
ever  I  shall  be  :  world  without  I  end.  I     A-  I  -men. 


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Bonum  Est  Confiterl 

141  Psalm  XCII. 

/  It  is  a  good  thing  to  give  thanks  |  unto  .  the  | 
Lord  :  and  to  sing  praises  unto  thy  |  Name  |  O 
most  I  Highest  ; 

2  To  tell  of  thy  loving-kindness  early  |  in  the  | 
morning  :  and  of  thy  truth  |  in  the  |  night-  |  -sea- 
son ; 

3  Upon  an  instrument  of  ten  strings  *  and 
up-  I  -on  the  |  lute  :  upon  a  loud  instrument  |  and 
up-  I  -on  the  |  harp. 

4  For  thou,  Lord,  hast  made  me  glad  | 
through  thy  |  works  :  and  I  will  rejoice  in  giving 
praise,  for  the  oper-  |  ations  |  of  thy  |  hands. 


156 


2)eu6  flDisereatur* 

14.2  Psalm  LXVII. 

F.mf  God  be  merciful  imto  |  us  and  |  bless  us  : 
and  show  us  the  light  of  his  countenance  *  and  be  | 
merciful  |  unto  |  us  ; 

F.  2  That  thy  way  may  be  known  up-  |  -on  || 
earth  :  thy  saving  |  health  a-  |  -mong  all  |  nations. 

F.  3  Let  the  people  praise  |  thee  O  |  God  :  yea 
let  I  all  the  |  people  |  praise  thee. 

4  O  let  the  nations  rejoice  |  and  be  |  glad:  for 
thou  shalt  judge  the  folk  righteously  *  and  govern 
the  I  nations  .  up-  |  -on  |  earth. 

F.  5  Let  the  people  praise  thee  |  O  |  God  :  yea 
let  I  all  the  |  people  |  praise  thee. 

6  Then  shall  the  earth  bring  |  forth  her  |  in- 
crease :  and  God,  even  our  own  God,  shall  |  give  | 
us  his  I  blessing. 

pV%.  7  God  I  shall  |  bless   us  :  and  all  the   ends  of 
the  I  world  shall  |  fear  |  him. 

F.  f  Glorv  be  to  the  Father,  |  and  .  to  the  |  Son  : 
and  I  to  the  |  Holy  i  Ghost  ; 

F.     As  it  was   in  the   beginning  *  is  now,  and  | 
ever  I  shall  be  :  world  without  I  end.  I  A-  I  -men. 


1.-; 


JSeneWc  Hnima  flDea, 

143  Psalm  CIII. 

F.  f  Praise  the  Lord  |  O  my  |  soul :  and  all  that 
is  within  me  |  praise  his  |  holy  |  Name. 

F.  2  Praise  the  Lord  |  O  my  |  soul :  and  for-  |  -get 
not  I  all  his  |  benefits  ; 

3  Who  forgiveth  |  all  thy  |  sin  :  and  healeth  | 
all  I  thine  in-  |  -firmities ; 

4  Who  saveth  thy  life  |  from  de-  |  -struction  : 
and  crowneth  thee  with  |  mercy  .  and  |  loving- 1 
-kindness  ; 

5  O  praise  the  Lord,  ye  angels  of  his  *  ye" 
that  ex-  I  -eel  in  |  strength  :  ye  that  fulfil  his  com- 
mandment *  and  hearken  unto  the  |  voice  |  of  his  | 
word. 

6  O  praise  the  Lord,  all  |  ye  his  |  hosts  :  ye 
servants  of  |  his  that  |  do  his  |  pleasure. 

plrf.  7  O  speak  good  of  the  Lord,  all  ye  works  of 

his  *  in   all   places  of  |  his   do-  |  -minion  :  pr;iise 

thou  the  I  Lord  |  O  my  |  soul. 

F.  f  Glory  be  to  the  Father,  |  and  .  to  the  |  Son  : 

and  I  to  the  |  Holy  I  Ghost ; 

F.     As  it  was  in  the  beginning  *  is  now,  and  |  ever  | 

shall  be  :  world  without  I  end.  I  A-  I  -men. 


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psalm  of  GbanftsQivmg, 

144 

F.fO  Praise  the  Lord  #  for  it  is  a  good  thing 
to  sing  praises  |  unto  .  our  |  God  :  yea  a  joyful  and 
pleasant  thing  it  |  is  to  |  be  |  thankful. 

F.  2  The  Lord  doth  build  |  up  Je-  |  -rusalem  : 
and  gather  together  the  |  out-  |  -casts  of  |  Israel. 

3  He  healeth  those  that  are  |  broken  .  in  | 
heart :  and  giveth  |  medicine  .  to  |  heal  their  j  sick- 
ness. 

4  He  telleth  the  number  |  of  the  |  stars  :  and 
calleth  them  |  all  |  by  their  |  names. 

5  Great  is  our  Lord  *  and  great  |  is  his  | 
power :  yea,  and  his  |  wisdom  |  is  |  infinite. 

6  The  Lord  setteth  |  up  the  |  meek  :  and 
bringeth  the  ungodly  |  down  |  to  the  |  ground. 

7  O  sing  unto  the  Lord  with  |  thanks-  |  -giv- 
ing :  sing  praises  upon  the  |  harp  |  unto .  our  |  God. 

8  Who  covereth  the  heaven  with  clouds  *  and 
prepareth  rain  |  for  the  |  earth:  and  maketh  the 
grass  to  grow  upon  the  mountains  *  and  herb  |  for 
the  I  use  of  |  men. 

9  Who  giveth  fodder  |  unto  .  the  |  cattle :  and 
feedeth  the  young  |  ravens  .  that  |  call  up-  |  -on 
him. 

10  He  hath  no  pleasure  in  the  strength  |  of  an  | 
horse :  neither  delighteth  |  he  in  |  any  .  man's  | 
legs. 

11  But  the  Lord's  delight  is  in  |  them  that  | 
fear  him :  and  put  their  |  trust  |  in  his  |  mercy. 

12  Praise  the  Lord  |  O  Je-  I  -rusalem :  praise 
thy  I  God  I  O  I  Sion. 

13  For  he  hath  made  fast  the  bars  |  of  thy  | 
gates  :  and  hath  |  blessed  .  thy  |  children  .  with- 1 
-in  thee. 

14  He  maketh  peace  |  in  thy  |  borders :  and 
filleth  thee  |  with  the  |  flour  of  |  wheat. 

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©omini  Eat  fterra. 

Psalm  XXIV. 


145 


/  The  earth  is  the  Lord's  *  and  all  that  |  therein 
I  is  :  the  compass  of  the  world,  and  |  they  that  | 
dwell  there-  |  -in. 

2  For  he  hath  founded  it  up-  |  -on  the  |  seas  : 
and  prepared  |  it  up-  |  -on  the  |  floods. 

3  Who  shall  ascend  into  the  hill  |  of  the  | 
Lord  :  or  who  shall  rise  up  |  in  his  |  holy  |  place  ? 

4  Even  he  that  hath  clean  hands  and  a  |  pure 
I  heart  :  and  that  hath  not  lift  up  his  mind  unto 
vanity  *  nor  sworn  |  to  de-  |  -ceive  his  |  neighbour. 

5  He  shall  receive  the  blessing  |  from  the  | 
Lord  :  and  righteousness  from  the  |  God  of  |  his 
sal-  I  -vation. 

6  This  is  the  generation  of  |  them  that  |  seek 
him  :  even  of  them  that  |  seek  thy  |  face  O  |  Jacob. 

7  Lift  up  your  heads  O  ye  gates  *  and  be  ye 
lift  up  ye  ever-  |  -lasting  |  doors  :  and  the  King  | 
of  I  glory  I  shall  come  |  in. 

8  Who  is  the  |  King  of  |  glory  :  it  is  the  Lord 
strong  and  mighty  *  even  the  |  Lord  |  mighty  .  in 
I  battle. 

9  Lift  up  your  heads  O  ye  gates  *  and  be  ye 
lift  up  ye  ever-  |  -lasting  |  doors  :  and  the  King  of 
I  glory  I  shall  come  |  in. 

10  Who  is  the  |  King  of  |  glory  :  even  the 
Lord  of  hosts  |  he  .  is  the  |  King  of  |  glory. 


1G0 


2>ominus  IRegit  fIDe. 

Psalm   XXIH 
I46 

1  The  Lord  |  is  my  |  shepherd  ||  I  |  shall —  | 
—  not  I  want. 

2  He  maketh  me  to  lie  down  in  |  green —  | 
pastures  :  ||  he  leadeth  me  be-  |  -side  the  |  still  —  j 
waters. 

3  He  re-  |  -storeth  my  |  soul :  ||  he  leadeth  me 
in  the  paths  of  righteousness  |  for  his  |  name's —  | 
sake. 

4  Yea,  though  I  walk  through  the  valley  of 
the  shadow  of  death,  I  will  fear  no  evil ;  ||  for  thou 
art  with  me  ;  thy  rod  and  thy  |  staff,  they  |  comfort 

I  me- 

5  Thou  preparest  a  table  before  me  in  the 
presence  |  of  mine  |  enemies ;  ||  thou  anointest  my 
head  with  oil ;  my  |  cup  —  |  runneth  |  over. 

6  Surely  goodness  and  mercy  shall  follow  me 
All  the  I  days  —  of  my  |  life,  ||  and  I  will  dwell  in 
the  house  of  the  |  Lord  for-  |  -ev —  |  -er. 


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Psalm  CXXL 
147 

1  I  will  lift  up  mine  eyes  |  unto — the  |  hills,  || 
from  I  whence —  |  cometh  —  my  |  help. 

2  My  help  cometh  |  from  the  |  Lord  ||  which  | 
made —  |  heaven  —  and  |  earth. 

3  He  will  not  suffer  thy  foot  |  to  be  |  moved  || 
he  that  |  keepeth — thee  |  will  not  |  slumber. 

4  Behold,  h6  that  |  keepeth  |  Israel  ||  shall  | 
neither  |  slumber  nor  |  sleep. 

5  The  Lord  |  is  thy  |  keeper  ;  |  the  Lord  is  thy 
shade  up-  |  -on  thy  |  right —  |  hand. 

6  The  sun  shall  not  smite  |  thee  by  |  day,  || 
nor  the  |  moon —  |  by —  |  night. 

7  The  Lord  shall  preserve  thee  |  from  all  |  evil ; 
||  he  I  shall  pre-  |  -serve  thy  |  soul. 

8  The  Lord  shall  preserve  thy  going  6ut  and 
thy  I  com-ing  |  in  ;  ||  from  this  time  f6rth,  and  | 
even — for-  |  -ev  -  er- 1  -more. 


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Psalm  XIX. 
I48 

The  heavens  declare  the  |  glory  .  of  |  God : 
and  the  firmament  |  sheweth .  his  |  handy-  |  -work. 

2  One  day  |  telleth  .  an-  |  -other  :  and  one 
night  I  certi-  |  -fieth  .  an-  |  -other. 

3.  There  is  neither  |  speech  nor  |  language  : 
but  their  |  voices  .  are  |  heard  a-  |  -mong  them. 

4  Their  sound  is  gone  out  into  |  all  |  lands  : 
and  their  words  into  the  |  ends  |  of  the  |  world. 

5  In  them  hath  he  set  a  tabernacle  |  for  the  | 
sun  :  which  cometh  forth  as  a  bridegroom  out  of 
his  chamber  *  and  rejoiceth  as  a  |  giant,  to  |  run 
his  I  course. 

6  It  goeth  forth  from  the  uttermost  part  of 
the  heaven  *  and  runneth  about  unto  the  end  of  | 
it  a-  I  -gain :  and  there  is  nothing  hid  |  from  the  | 
heat  there-  |  -of. 

7  The  law  of  the  Lord  is  an  undefiled  law, 
con-  I  -verting .  the  |  soul :  the  testimony  of  the 
Lord  is  sure  *  and  giveth  |  wisdom  |  unto .  the  | 
simple. 

8  The  statutes  of  the  Lord  are  right  and  re-  | 
-joice  the  |  heart :  the  commandment  of  the  Lord 
is  pure  *  and  giveth  |  light  |  unto  .  the  |  eyes. 

9  The  fear  of  the  Lord  is  clean  and  en-  |  -dur- 
eth  .  for  I  ever :  the  judgments  of  the  Lord  are 
true,  and  |  righteous  |  alto-  |  -gether. 

10  More  to  be  desired  are  they  than  gold  #  yea 
than  I  much  fine  |  gold  :  sweeter  also  than  |  honey  | 
and  the  |  honeycomb. 

11  Moreover,  by  them  is  thy  |  servant  |  taught : 
and  in  keeping  of  them  |  there  is  |  great  re-  | 
-ward. 

mp  12  Who  can  tell  how  |  oft .  he  of-  |  -fendeth : 
O  cleanse  thou  me  |  from  my  |  secret  |  faults. 

13  Keep  thy  servant  also  from  presumptuous 
sins  *  lest  they  get  the  dominion  |  over  |  me  :  so 
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shall  I   be  undefiled,   and   innocent  |  from  the    | 
great  of-  |  -fence. 

14  Let  the  words  of  my  mouth  *  and  the  medi- 
tation |  of  my  |  heart :  be  alway  ac-  |  ceptable  |  in 
thy  |  sight, 

15  0'| —  |  Lord  :  my  |  strength  and  I  my  re-  | 
-deemer. 


Zbe  TLovVb  fl>ra$et\ 

CHANT. 
149 

OUR  Father,  who  art  in  heaven, 
Hallowed  be  thy  name, 
Thy  kingdom  come, 
Thy  will  be  done  on  earth 

As  it  is  in  heaven. 
Give  us  this  day  our  daily  bread, 
And  forgive  us  our  trespasses, 
As  we  forgive  those  who  trespass  against  us; 
And  lead  us  not  into  temptation, 
But  deliver  us  from  evil, 
For  thine  is  the  kingdom, 
And  the  power,  and  the  glory, 
Forever  and  ever.     Amen. 


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patriotic  Selections 


ffilest  of  <Soo. 

Key  of  G.     First  Note — 1.  J.  Trowbridge. 

I50 

BLEST  of  God,  the  God  of  Nations, 
Hail !  Columbia  !  Hail  to  thee  ! 
Let  the  lips  of  happy  millions 
Sound  the  notes  of  Jubilee  ! 
Northern  breezes  waft  the  anthem  ! 

South  winds  blowing,  swell  the  strain  ! 
"While  the  Rockies  catch  the  echo, 
Sending  back  the  glad  refrain. 

2  Faith,  a  pilgrim,  rocked  thy  cradle, 

By  the  sullen,  wintry  sea, 
And  the  patriot  arm  of  valor 

From  each  foe  defended  thee. 
Dews  of  youth  still  brightly  sparkle 

On  thy  brow  so  queenly  fair, 
Yet  what  name,  in  song  or  story, 

Can  to-day  with  thine  compare  ? 

3  Starry  banners,  proudly  waving, 

Greet  the  rosy  morning  light, 
From  Katahdin's  cloud-capp'd  summit, 

To  Tacoma's  snow-crown'd  height, 
Fertile  plains  and  teeming  waters 

Fill  thy  lap  with  wealth  untold, 
But  thy  children's  fond  devotion 

Far  outweighs  thy  treasured  gold. 

4  Filial  souls,  with  love  adore  thee, 

Where  the  palmettos  arch  the  glade, 
Loyal  sons  proclaim  thy  glory, 

'Neath  the  mountain  pine-tree  shade  : 
One  in  heart,  with  voices  blending, 

North  and  South,  your  tribute  raise  ! 
Sound  aloud  the  mighty  chorus  ! 

Shout !  O  shout !  Columbia's  praise  ! 

GRANVILLE    PUTNAM. 
Published  by  permission  of  the  author. 
Musical  settings  are  published  by  Messrs.  Oliver  Ditson  &  Co. 

167 


america. 

Key  of  G.     First  Note — 1.  Henry  Carey. 

151 

MY  country  !  'tis  of  thee, 
Sweet  land  of  liberty, 
Of  thee  I  sing ; 
Land  where  my  fathers  died ! 
Land  of  the  pilgrims'  pride  ! 
From  every  mountain  side 
Let  freedom  ring  ! 

2  My  native  country,  thee — 
Land  of  the  noble  free — 

Thy  name  I  love ! 
I  love  thy  rocks  and  rills, 
Thy  woods  and  templed  hills ; 
My  heart  with  rapture  thrills 

Like  that  above. 

3  Let  music  swell  the  breeze, 
And  ring  from  all  the  trees, 

Sweet  freedom's  song  ; 
Let  mortal  tongues  awake  ; 
Let  all  that  breathe  partake  ; 
Let  rocks  their  silence  break, 

The  sound  prolong. 

4  Our  fathers'  God  !  to  Thee, 
Author  of  liberty, 

To  Thee  we  sing  ; 
Long  may  our  land  be  bright 
With  freedom's  holy  light ; 
Protect  us  by  Thy  might, 

Great  God,  our  King  ! 

SAMUEL    P.    SMITH. 
168 


Gbe  Star  Spanglefc  Banner. 

Key  of  A.     First  Note — 5.  France  Scott  Key. 

152 

OH,  say,  can  you  see,  by  the  dawn's  early  light, 
What  so  proudly  we  hail'd  at  the  twilight's 
last  gleaming, 
Whose  broad  stripes  and  bright  stars,  thro'  the 
perilous  fight, 
O'er  the  ramparts  we  watch'd  were  so  gallantly 
streaming? 
And  the  rocket's  red  glare,  the  bombs  bursting  in 

air, 
Gave  proof  thro'  the  night  that  our  flag  was  still 
there. 

CHORUS. 

Oh,  say  does  that  star-spangled  banner  yet  wave 
O'er  the  land  of  the  free,   and  the  home  of  the 
brave. 

On  the  shore  dimly  seen  thro'  the  mists  of  the 

deep, 
Where  the  foe's  haughty  host  in  dread  silence 

reposes, 
What  is  that  which  the  breeze,  o'er  the  towering 

steep, 
As  it  fitfully  blows,  half  conceals,  half  discloses  ? 
Now  it  catches  the  gleam  of  the  morning's  first 

beam, 
In  full  glory  reflected,  now  shines  on  the  stream : 

CHORUS. 

"Tis  the  star-spangled  banner:    Oh,  long  may  it 

wave 
O'er  the  land  of  the  free,  and  the  home  of  the 

brave. 

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And  where  is  that  band  who  so  vauntingly  swore, 

That  the  havoc  of  war  and  the  battle's  confusion, 
A  home  and  a  country  should  leave  us  no  more? 
Their  blood  has  wash'd  out  their  foul  footstep's 
pollution. 
No  refuge  could  save  the  hireling  and  slave, 
From   the  terror  of  flight   or  the   gloom   of   the 
grave : 

CHORUS. 

And   the   star-spangled  banner  in   triumph  doth 

wave 
O'er  the  land  of  the  free,  and  the  home  of  the 

brave. 

Oh,  thus  be  it  ever  when  freemen  shall  stand, 
Between  their  loved  home  and  wild  war's  desola- 
tion ; 
Blest  with  victory  and  peace,  may  the  heav'n  res- 
cued land 
Praise  the  pow'r  that  hath  made  and  preserved 
us  a  nation ! 
Then  conquer  we  must,  when  our  cause  it  is  just, 
And  this  be  our  motto  :  "  In  God  is  our  trust !  " 

CHORUS. 

And   the  star-spangled  banner  in  triumph  shall 

wave 
O'er  the  land  of  the  free,  and  the  home  of  the 

brave. 


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Ibail,  Columbia- 

Key  of  G.     First  Note— 1.  Phyla. 

153 

HAIL,  Columbia !  happy  land  ! 
Hail,  ye  heroes,  heav'n-born  band ! 
Who  fought  and  bled  in  Freedom's  cause, 
Who  fought  and  bled  in  Freedom's  cause, 
And  when  the  storm  of  war  was  gone, 
Enjoyed  the  peace  your  valor  won. 
Let  independence  be  our  boast, 
Ever  mindful  what  it  cost ; 
Ever  grateful  for  the  prize, 
Let  its  altars  reach  the  skies. 

CHORUS. 

Firm,  united,  let  us  be, 
Rallying  round  our  liberty ! 
As  a  band  of  brothers  joined, 
Peace  and  safety  we  shall  find. 

Immortal  patriots,  rise  once  more ! 
Defend  your  rights,  defend  your  shore ; 
Let  no  rude  foe,  with  impious  hand, 
Let  no  rude  foe,  with  impious  hand, 
Invade  the  shrine  where  sacred  lies, 
Of  toil  and  blood  the  well-earned  prize  ; 
While  off  ring  peace  sincere  and  just, 
In  Heav'n  we  place  a  manly  trust, 
That  truth  and  justice  shall  prevail, 
And  ev'ry  scheme  of  bondage  fail. 

CHORUS. 

Firm,  united,  let  us  be,  etc. 

JOSEPH    HOPKTNSON. 
171 


Gbe  IReb,  TKflbite  ant>  Blue. 

Key  of  A  (7.    First  Note — 5.  D.  F.  Shaw. 

154 

AH,  Columbia,  the  gem  of  the  ocean, 
^     The  home  of  the  brave  and  the  free, 
The  shrine  of  each  patriot's  devotion, 

A  world  offers  homage  to  thee  ; 
Thy  mandates  make  heroes  assemble, 

When  Liberty's  Form  stands  in  view  ; 
Thy  banners  make  tyranny  tremble, 

When  borne  by  the  red,  white  and  blue, 

Chokus. 

When  borne  by  the  red,  white  and  blue, 
When  borne  by  the  red,  white  and  blue, 
Thy  banners  make  tyranny  tremble, 
When  borne  by  the  red,  white  and  blue. 

When  war  wing'd  its  wide  desolation, 

And  threaten'd  the  land  to  deform, 
The  ark  then  of  freedom's  foundation, 

Columbia,  rode  safe  thro'  the  storm  : 
With  the  garlands  of  vict'ry  around  her, 

When  so  proudly  she  bore  her  brave  crew, 
With  her  flag  proudly  floating  before  her, 

The  boast  of  the  red,  white  and  blue, 

The  star  spangled  banner  bring  hither, 

O'er  Columbia's  true  sons  let  it  wave  ; 
May  the  wreaths  they  have  won  never  wither, 

Nor  its  stars  cease  to  shine  on  the  brave  ; 
May  the  service  united  ne'er  sever, 

But  hold  to  their  colors  so  true  ; 
The  army  and  navy  forever, 

Three  cheers  for  the  red,  white  and  blue. 

172 


Zbe  Breaking  Waves  Daabefc  Ibigb. 

Key  of  D.     First  Note — 5.  Abb.  Miss  Browne. 

155 

THE  breaking  waves  dash'd  high, 
On  a  stern  and  rock-bound  coast, 
The  woods  against  a  stormy  sky, 

Their  giant  branches  tossed  ; 
The  heavy  night  hung  dark, 
The  hills  and  waters  o'er, 
When  a  band  of  exiles  moor'd  their  bark 
On  wild  New  England's  shore. 

2  Not  as  the  conqueror  comes, 

They,  the  true-hearted  came  ; 
Not  with  the  roll  of  the  stirring  drums, 

Or  trump  that  sings  of  fame, 
Nor  as  the  flying  come, 

In  silence  and  in  fear, 
They  shook  the  depths  of  deserts  gloom 

With  hymns  of  lofty  cheer. 

3  Amid  the  storm  they  sang, 

The  stars  heard  and  the  sea ! 
The  sounding  aisles  of  woodland  rang 

With  anthems  of  the  free. 
The  ocean  eagle  soared 

O'er  rolling  wave's  white  foam, 
The  rocking  pines  in  forest  roar'd, 

To  bid  them  welcome  home. 

4  What  sought  they  thus  afar  ? 

Bright  jewels  of  the  mine  ? 
The  wealth  of  seas,  the  spoils  of  war  ? 

They  sought  a  faith's  pure  shrine  ! 
Ay,  call  it  holy  ground, 

The  soil  where  first  they  trod  : 
They  left  unstained  what  there  they  found, 

Freedom  to  worship  God. 

FELICIA    HEHAN8. 
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fIDarcb  of  tbe  flDen  of  Columbia. 

Key  of  Afc>.     First  Notb— 1.  Joseph  Barnbt. 

156 

CTROM  the  hillside,  from  the  hollow, 
■*■      Do  you  hear  like  rushing  billow, 
Wave  on  wave,  that  surging  follow, 

Till  they  shake  the  ground? 
Hail  this  day  of  happy  omen, 
'Tis  the  tramp  of  gath'ring  freemen, 
Labor's  hosts  of  sturdy  yeomen, 

Swell  th'  exulting  sound. 
Loose  the  folds  asunder, 
Flag  we  rally  under  ; 

The  placid  sky,  now  bright  on  high, 
We'll  rend  with  shouts  like  thunder. 

CHORUS. 

Onward  press,  our  country  needs  us  ; 
Onward  press,  'tis  glory  leads  us  ; 
Hark  !  the  watchword  high  that  speeds  us, 
Freedom,  God,  and  Eight. 

Lo !  the  tyrant's  days  are  numbered, 
Liberty  no  longer  slumbers, 
Error  dark  no  longer  cumbers, 

Risen  is  the  sun. 
North  and  south,  fell  hate  defying, 
East  and  west,  with  love  undying, 
All  in  friendship  true  are  vieing, 

Firmly  bound  in  one. 
Louder  swell  the  chorus, 
Till  the  welkin  o'er  us 

Reflects  again  the  joyous  strain, 
And  discord  flies  before  us. 

CHORUS. 

Onward  press,  our  country,  etc. 

H.   A.  CLARKE. 
By  permission  of  Oliver  Ditson  &  Co. 
Musical  settings  are  published  by  them. 

174 


Battle  lb?mn  of  tbe  "Republic. 

Key  or  B  |?.     First  Note — 5. 

157 

MINE  eyes  have  seen  the  glory  of  the  coming  of 
the  Lord  ; 
He  is  trampling  out  the  vintage  where  the  grapes 

of  wrath  are  stored  ; 
He  hath  loosed  the  fateful  lightning  of  His  terrible 
swift  sword, 
His  truth  is  marching  on. 

CHORUS. 

Glory !  glory  !  Hallelujah  !  Glory  !  glory  !  Hal- 
lelujah ! 

Glory!  glory!  Hallelujah  !  His  truth  is  marching 
on. 

I  have  seen  Him  in  the  watch-fires  of  a  hundred 

circling  camps  ; 
They  have   builded  Him  an  altar  in  the  evening 

dews  and  damps ; 
I  can  read  His  righteous  sentence  by  the  dim  and 

flaring  lamps, 
His  day  is  marching  on. 

CHORUS. 

Glory  !  glory  !  etc. 

I  have  read  a  fiery  gospel,  writ  in  burnished  rows 

of  steel ; 
"As  ye  deal  with  my  contemners,  so  with  you  my 

grace  shall  deal  ; 
Let  the  Hero  born  of  woman,  crush  the  serpent 

with  his  heel," 
Since  God  is  marching  on. 

CHORUS. 

Glory  !  glory !  etc. 

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He  has  sounded  forth  the  trumpet  that  shall  never 

call  retreat  ; 
He  is  sifting  out   the  hearts  of  men  before  His 

judgment  seat ; 
Oh,  be  swift,  my  soul,  to  answer  Him  !  be  jubilant, 

my  feet ! 
Our  God  is  marching  on. 

CHORUS. 

Glory !  glory  !  etc. 

In  the  beauty  of  the  lilies,  Christ  was  born  across 

the  sea, 
With  a  glory  in  His  bosom  that  transfigures  you 

and  me  ; 
As  He  died  to  make  men  holy,  let  us  die  to  make 

men  free, 
While  God  is  marching  on. 

CHORUS. 

Glory  !  glory !  etc. 

JULIA    WARD    HOWE. 


17G 


Xong  Xive  Hmerica, 

Key  of  B?     First  Note— 5.  W.  H.  Pontius. 

158 

A  MEKICA,  so  proud  and  free, 
^     My  song,  my  heart  I  give  to  thee  ! 
Full  high  thy  brave,  strong  wing  has  won, 
Thine  eagle  eye  is  on  the  sun  ; 
Still  upward  be  thy  heav'nward  flight, 
Still  upward  mount,  till  lost  in  light, 
Still  upward  mount,  till  lost  in  light, 

CHORUS. 

America,  so  proud  and  free, 
My  song,  my  heart  I  give  to  thee  ; 
Long  live,  long  live  America  ! 
Long  live,  long  live  America  ! 

Thou  art  so  sweet  in  thy  repose, 
The  world  thy  friend,  abashed  thy  foes  ; 
Thou  seekest  not  the  battle  plain, 
Thy  fields  wave  with  the  golden  grain  ; 
The  sheaves  which  thou  dost  garner  in, 
Come  with  the  harvest's  merry  din, 
Come  with  the  harvest's  merry  din. 

CHORUS. 

America,  so  proud  and  free,  etc. 

America,  so  proud  and  free, 
I  give  my  song,  my  heart  to  thee ! 
Still  let  thy  heav'n-born  symbol  fly 
In  every  clime,  'neath  every  sky ; 
Still  rise  a  yeomen  race  to  stand, 
For  God  and  home,  and  native  land. 

CHORUS. 

America,  so  proud  and  free,  etc. 

J.    E.    RANKIN,  D.D. 
By  permission  of  the  author. 

177 


Cover  Zbem  ©v>er  witb  Beautiful 
flowers. 

Key  of  E.     First  Note — 5. 

159 

COVER  them  over  with  beautiful  flow'rs, 
Deck  them  with  garlands,  those  brothers  of 
ours, 
Lying  so  silent  by  night  and  by  day, 
Sleeping  the  years  of  their  manhood  away. 
Give  them  the  meed  they  have  won  in  the  past ; 
Give  them  the  honors  their  future  forecast ; 
Give  them  the  chaplets  they  won  in  the  strife  ; 
Give  them  the  laurels  they  lost  with  their  life. 

CHOKUS. 

Cover  them  over,  yes,  cover  them  over, 
Parent  and  husband,  brother  and  lover, 
Crown  in  your  hearts  those  dead  heroes  of  ours, 
Cover  them  over  with  beautiful  flow'rs. 

Cover  the  hearts  that  have  beaten  so  high, 
Beaten  with  hopes  that  were  doomed  but  to  die  ; 
Hearts  that  have  burned  in  the  heat  of  the  fray  ; 
Hearts  that  have  yearned  for  the  home  far  away. 
Once  they  were  glowing  with  friendship  and  love, 
Now  their  great  souls  have  gone  soaring  above  ; 
Bravely  their  blood  to  the  nation  they  gave, 
Then  in  her  bosom  they  found  them  a  grave. 

CHORUS. 

Cover  them  over,  yes,  cover  them  over, 
Parent  and  husband,  brother  and  lover, 
Crown  in  your  hearts  those  dead  heroes  of  ours, 
Cover  them  over  with  beautiful  flow'rs. 
178 


Cover  the  thousands  who  sleep  far  away, 
Sleep  where  their  friends  cannot  find  them  to-day. 
They,  who  in  mountain  and  hill-side  and  dell, 
Rest  where  they  wearied,  and  lie  where  they  fell. 
Softly  the  grass-blades  creep  round  their  repose ; 
Sweetly  above  them  the  wild  flowret  blows  ; 
Zephyrs  of  freedom  fly  gently  o'erhead, 
Whispering  prayers  for  the  patriot  dead. 

CHORUS. 

Cover  them  over,  yes,  cover  them  over, 
Parent  and  husband,  brother  and  lover, 
Crown  in  your  hearts  those  dead  heroes  of  ours, 
Cover  them  over  with  beautiful  flow'rs. 

When  the  long  years  have  rolled  slowly  away, 
E'en  to  the  dawn  of  earth's  funeral  day  ; 
When,  at  the  angel's  loud  trumpet  and  tread, 
Rise  up  the  faces  and  forms  of  the  dead. 
When  the  great  world  its  last  judgment  awaits  ; 
When  the  blue  sky  shall  fling  open  its  gates, 
And  our  long  columns  march  silently  through, 
Past  the  Great  Captain  for  final  review. 

CHORUS. 

Blessings  for  garlands  shall  cover  them  over, 
Parent  and  husband,  brother  and  lover, 
God  will  reward  those  dead  heroes  of  ours, 
Cover  them  over  with  beautiful  flow'rs. 


By  permission  of  Oliver  Ditson  &  Co. 
Musical  settings  are  published  by  them. 


179 


Gbe  UGlatcb  b?  tbe  IRbine. 

Key  of  C.     First  Note— 1.  Card  Wilhelm. 

160 

ACEY  is  heard  like  thunder  sound  ; 
The  clash  of  swords,  the  waves  rebound — 
On  to  the  Rhine,  our  river  free  ! 
Who  will  its  brave  defenders  be  ? 

CHOKUS. 

Dear  Fatherland,  may  peace  be  thine  ! 
Dear  Fatherland,  may  peace  be  thine  ! 
Fast  stands  and  sure  the  watch,  the  watch  by 

the  Ehine, 
Fast  stands  and  sure  the  watch,  the  watch  by 

the  Ehine. 

A  myriad  voices  join  the  cry, 
A  myriad  glances  flash  reply, 
Each  German,  honest,  true,  and  bold, 
The  sacred  boundary  will  hold ! 

Chorus.     Dear  Fatherland,  etc. 

To  heav'n  his  eager  glances  fly, 
Whence  heroes  gaze  approvingly, 
And  swears,  with  haughty  pride,  the  Ehine 
Shall  German  be  while  life  is  mine  ! 

Chorus.     Dear  Fatherland,  etc. 

The  oath  resounds,  the  stream  runs  by, 
The  banners  flutter  out  on  high. 
On  to  the  Ehine,  our  river  free  ' 
We  all  will  its  defenders  be  ! 

Chorus.     Dear  Fatherland,  etc, 

MAX    SCHENKENBERGER. 
180 


flDarseilles. 

Key  of  A.     First  Note — 5.  Rocget  de  Lisle. 

161 

YE  sons  of  France,  awake  to  glory ! 
Hark,  hark  !  what  myriads  bid  you  rise. 
Your  children,  wives,  and  grandsires  hoary, 
Behold  their  tears  and  hear  their  cries, 
Behold  their  tears  and  hear  their  cries  ! 
Shall  hateful  tyrants,  mischief  breeding, 
With  hireling  hosts,  a  ruffian  band, 
Affright  and  desolate  the  land 
While  peace  and  liberty  lie  bleeding  ? 

To  arms,  to  arms,  ye  brave  ! 

Th'  avenging  sword  unsheathe  ! 
March  on,  march  on  !  all  hearts  resolved 

On  victory  or  death  ! 

With  luxury  and  pride  surrounded, 

The  vile,  insatiate  despots  dare, 
Their  thirst  for  gold  and  pow'r  unbounded, 

To  mete  and  vend  the  light  and  air. 

To  mete  and  vend  the  light  and  air. 
Like  beasts  of  burden  would  they  load  us, 

Like  gods  would  bid  their  slaves  adore  ; 
But  man  is  man,  and  who  is  more  ? 

Then  shall  they  longer  lash  and  goad  us  ? 

Oh,  Liberty  !  can  man  resign  thee, 

Once  having  felt  thy  gen'rous  flame  ? 
Can  dungeons,  bolts,  and  bars  confine  thee  ? 

Or  whips  thy  noble  spirit  tame  ? 

Or  whips  thy  noble  spirit  tame  ? 
Too  long  the  world  has  wept,  bewailing, 

That  falsehood's  dagger  tyrants  wield  ; 

But  freedom  is  our  sword  and  shield, 
And  all  their  arts  are  unavailing. 

181 


Hustrian  IRational  Ib^mn. 

Key  of  F.     First  Note — 1.  Francis  J.  Haydn. 

162 

LAND  of  greatness !  Home  of  glory ! 
Mighty  birthplace  of  the  free  ; 
Famed  alike  in  song  and  story  ! 

All  thy  sons  shall  honor  thee. 
North  and  South  are  firmly  banded, 

East  and  West  as  one  unite ! 
All  by  honor  well  commanded, 

Strong  in  striving  for  the  right, 
All  by  honor  well  commanded, 

Strong  in  striving  for  the  right. 

2  Noble  deeds  of  old  inspiring, 

Ev'ry  heart  with  lofty  aim, 
Now  our  emulation  firing, 

Lead  us  on  to  greater  fame. 
So  shall  love  and  truth  unshaken, 

Sturdy  courage,  honest  worth, 
Mighty  echoes  still  awaken, 

To  the  farthest  bounds  of  earth, 
Mighty  echoes  still  awaken, 

To  the  farthest  bounds  of  earth. 

3  Homes  by  safe  defence  surrounded, 

Rights  which  make  our  freedom  sure, 
Laws  on  equal  justice  founded, 

These  will  loyalty  secure. 
While  with  love  and  zeal  unceasing, 

We  are  joining  heart  and  hand, 
Shine,  in  brightness  yet  increasing, 

Shine,  O  dearest  Fatherland, 
Shine,  in  brightness  yet  increasing, 

Shine,  O  dearest  Fatherland. 

A.   J.   FOXWELL. 

182 


•Russian  IRattonal  Hir. 

Key  op  E.     First  Note — 5.  Alexis  Lvoff. 

163 

GOD   the   All-terrible !    King,    who    ordainest 
Great  winds   Thy   clarions,   the   lightnings 
Thy  sword : 
Show  forth  Thy    pity    on    high    where    Thou 
reignest ; 
Give  to  us  peace  in  our  time,  O  Lord  ! 

2  God  the  All-merciful !  earth  hath  forsaken 

Thy  ways  of  blessedness,  slighted  Thy  word  ; 
Bid  not  Thy  wrath  in  its  terrors  awaken  ; 
Give  to  us  peace  in  our  time,  O  Lord  ! 

3  God  the  All-righteous  One  !      Man  hath  defied 

Thee; 
Yet  to  eternity  standeth  Thy  word  ; 
Falsehood  and   wrong   shall   not  tarry   beside 
Thee; 
Give  to  us  peace  in  our  time,  O  Lord ! 

4  God  the  All-wise  !  by  the  fire  of  Thy  chastening 

Earth  shall  to  freedom  and  truth  be  restored ; 
Through  the  thick   darkness   Thy  kingdom   is 
hastening ; 
Thou  wilt  give  peace  in  Thy  time,  O  Lord. 

HENRY  F.  CHORLEY. 


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Ilnoer  of  first  lines. 


HYMN 

Abide  with  me  :  f ast  falls  the  eventide |    6 

A  cry  is  heard  like  thunder  sound 160 

All  hail  the  power  of  Jesus'  Name ■'  83 

All  praise  to  Thee,  my  God,  this  night I  12 

America,  so  proud  and  free 1 158 

Am  I  a  soldier  of  the  cross 108 

Angels,  from  the  realms  of  glory „  |  23 

Arm  of  the  Lord,  awake  !  awake 37 

Art  thou  weary,  art  thou  languid |  55 

At  the  Lamb's  high  feast  we  sing 30 

Awake,  my  soul,  and  with  the  sun 

Awake,  my  soul,  stretch  every  nerve 132 


Blessed  be  the  Lord  God  of  Israel 

Blest  be  the  tie  that  binds    

Blest  day  of  God  !   most  calm,  most  bright. 
Blest  of  God,  the  God  of  Nations 


L87 

126 

15 

150 

Brightly  gleams  our  banner 113 


Children  of  the  heavenly  King 

Christ  the  Lord  is  risen  to-day 

Come,  gracious  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove 

Come,  Holy  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove 

Come,  praise  your  Lord  and  Saviour , 

Come,  Thou  almighty  King 

Come,  ye  disconsolate,  where'er  ye  languish . 


Come,  ye  thankful  people,  come 

Cover  them  over  witli  beautiful  flowers , 

Crown  Him  with  mauy  crowns 


Eternal  Father  !  strong  to  save . 
Every  morning  mercies  new.  . . . 


S4 
32 
67 
66 

117 
71 
121 

•.v, 

If.'.  I 

(54 

44 
3 


Father  of  mercies,  bow  Thine  ear 42 

Father  of  mercies  !    m  Thy  Word Ir> 

Father,  whate'cr  of  earthly  bliss 120 

Fling  out  the  banner  1  let  it  float |  34 

Forward  !  be  our  watchword j  1 16 

From  every  stormy  wind  that  blows 96 

From  glory  unto  glory 27 

From  Greenland's  icy  mountains 35 

184 


TUNS 

Eventide. 
Watch    by    the 

Rhine. 
Coronation. 
Tallis's  Hymn. 
Long        Live 

America. 
Marlow. 
Regent  Square. 
Selwyn. 
Stephanos. 
St.  George. 
Morning  Hymn. 
Christmas. 

Benedictus. 
Boylston. 
Fernshaw. 
Blest  of  God. 
Vexillum. 

Brasted. 

Easter  Hymn. 

Mendon. 

St.  Agnes. 

Ellacombe. 

Moscow. 

Come,  ye  Dis- 
consolate. 

St.  George. 

Beautiful  Flow- 
ers. 

Diademata. 

Melita. 
Halle. 

Wareham. 

Southwell. 

Naomi. 

Camden. 

Warfara 

Retreat. 

Berthold. 

Missionary 

Hymn. 


From  the  hillside,  from  the  hollow  , 


HYMN  TUNE 

156  March  of  the 
Men  of  Co- 
lumbia. 


Glorious  things  of  thee  are  spoken ',  102 

Glory  be  to  God  on  high 136 

God  be  merciful  unto  us 142 

God  the  all-terrible,  King 163 

Gracious  God,  our  Heavenly  Father 1 

Guide  me,  O  Thou  great  Jehovah \  77 

Hail,  Columbia  !  happy  land 153 

Hail  to  the  brightness  of  Zion's  glad  morning    69 

Hail  to  the  Lord's  anointed I  90 

Hark,  hark,  my  soul 73 

Hark !  the  herald  angels  sing i  18 

He  leadeth  me  !  oh,  blessed  thought .... 122 

Holy,  Holy,  Holy,  Lord  God  Almighty 6S 

How  firm  a  foundation,  ye  saints  of  the  Lord  123 

I 

I  heard  the  voice  of  Jesus  say 91 

I  love  Thy  kingdom,  Lord 98 

I  need  Thee  every  hour 95 

In  loud  exalted  strains 97 

Inspirer  and  hearer  of  prayer 125 

In  the  cross  of  Christ  I  glory 61 

In  the  hour  of  trial 54 

It  came  upon  the  midnight  clear 20 

It  is  a  good  thing  to  give  thanks 141 

I  will  lift  up  mine  eyes  unto  the  hills '  147 

I  would  not  live  alway '  93 

Jerusalem,  the  golden ;  75 

Jesu,  lover  of  my  soul 51 

Jesus  Christ  is  risen  to-day I  29 

Jesus  shall  reign  where'er  the  sun ]  36 

Jesus,  Thy  name  I  love 118 

Joy  to  the  world  !  the  Lord  is  come !  24 

Just  as  I  am,  without  one  plea 121  |  St.  Crispin 


GloriousThings. 

Gloria  in  Excel- 
sis. 

DeusMisereatur. 

Russian  Na- 
tional Air. 

Regent  Square. 

Autumn. 

Hail,  Columbia. 
Wesley. 
Webb. 
Pilgrims. 
Herald  Angels. 
Aughton. 
Nicaea. 
Adeste  Fideles. 

Vox  Dilecti. 
St.  Thomas. 
Need. 

King  of  Glory. 
Protection. 
Rath  burn. 
Penitence. 
Carol. 
Bonum 
Confiteri. 


est 


Frederick. 

Urbs  Beata. 
Refuge. 
Easter  Hymn. 
Duke  Street. 
Lyte. 
Nativity. 


Lamp  of  our  feet,  whereby  we  trace , 
Land  of  greatness  !  Home  of  glory . , 


Lead,  kindly  Light,  amid  the  encircling  gloom 

Lead  us,  heavenly  Father,  lead  us | 

Lift  up  your  heads,  ye  mighty  gates J 

Lord,  dismiss  us  with  Thy  blessing 

Lord  of  all  being ;  throned  afar j 

Lord,  when  we  bend  before  Thy  throne 
Love  divine,  all  love  excelling 

Mine  eyes  have  seen  the  glory 


50 
162 

79 

78 
85 
134 
I  46 
'  59 
80 

I  w 


185 


St.  Peter. 
Austrian     Na- 
tional Hymn. 
Lux  Benigna. 
Dulce  Carmen. 
Seiton. 
Greenville. 
Mendon. 
Martyrdom. 
Love  Divine 

Battle  Hymn  of 
the  Republic. 


HYMN 

More  love  to  Thee,  O  Christ 133 

My  country  !  'tis  of  thee j  151 

My  faith  looks  up  to  Thee 57 

My  God,  permit  me  not  to  be j  58 

My  soul  doth  magnify  the  Lord •  139 

Nearer,  my  God,  to  Thee !  56 

Now  from  the  altar  of  our  hearts 13 

Now  the  day  is  over 


O  be  joyful  in  the  Lord 

O  could  I  speak  the  matchless  worth 

O  day  of  rest  and  gladness 

O  happy  band  of  pilgrims 

O  Jesu,  Thou  art  standing 

O  Lamb  of  God,  still  keep  me 


O  little  town  of  Bethlehem 

O  Lord  of  hosts,  Whose  glory  fills 

O  Lord,  our  strength  in  weakness 

O  Mother  dear,  Jerusalem 

O  Paradise,  O  Paradise 

O  praise  the  Lord,  for  it  is  a  good  thing . 
O  Saviour,  precious  Saviour 


138 
181 
16 

110 
60 

02 

22 
43 
48 
74 
72 
144 
82 


O  sing  unto  the  Lord 

O  Thou  through  suffering  perfect  made. 

O  Thou,  Who  madest  land  and  sea 

Oh,  bless  the  Lord,  my  soul 

Oh,  Columbia,  the  gem  of  the  ocean 


140 
39 
40 
92 
154 


Oh  come,  all  ye  faithful 

Oh,  help  us,  Lord  ;  each  hour  of  need . 
Oh,  say,  can  you  see 


Oh,  where  shall  rest  be  found 

Oh,  worship  the  King,  all  glorious  above 

Once  more,  my  soul,  the  rising  day 

One  sweetly  solemn  thought 

Onward,  Christian  soldiers 

Our  blest  Redeemer,  ere  He  breathed. .  . . 
Our  Father,  who  art  in  heaven 


17 
53 
152 

112 

88 

4 

128 


More  Love. 

America. 

Olivet. 

Hamburg. 

Magnificat. 

Bethany. 
Belmont. 
Menial. 

Jubilate  Deo. 

Ariel. 

Dies  Dominica. 

Lincoln. 

St.  Edith. 

Jesu,     Magister 

Bone. 
St.  Louis. 
Wareham. 
Conquest. 
Materna. 
Paradise. 

Watermouth. 


Cantate  Domino 

Intercession. 

Melita. 

St.  Thomas. 

Red,  White,  and 
Blue. 

Adeste  Fideles. 

St.  Peter. 

Star      Spangled 
Banner. 

Dennis. 

Hanover. 

Warwick. 

Dawn. 
114  !  St.  Gertrude. 
65  !  St.  Cuthbert. 
149 


Pass  me  not,  O  gentle  Saviour. 
Pleasant  are  Thy  courts  above . 


Praise,  my  soul,  the  King  of  heaven 
Praise  the  Lord,  O  my  soul 


Praise  to  God,  immortal  praise .  . . 
Prayer  is  the  soul's  sincere  desire 


Rejoice,  the  Lord  is  King 

Rise,  crowned  with  light,  imperial  Salem . 

Rise,  my  soul,  and  stretch  thy  wings 

Rock  of  ages,  cleft  for  me 

186 


47 

101 


87 
143 


25 
106 


111 
52 


Pass  Me  Not. 
St.    George,    or 

Windsor. 
Dulce  Carmen. 
Benedic  Anima 

Mea. 
Dix. 
Byefield. 

Rejoice. 

Russian  Hymn. 
Beethoven. 
Toplady. 


Round  the  Lord  in  glory  seated . 


HYMN  TUNE 

I  70     Moultrie. 


Saviour,  again  to  Thy  dear  Name  we  raise. .  i  14 

Saviour,  blessed  Saviour 115 

Saviour,  I  follow  on 105 

Saviour,  source  of  every  blessing j  81 

Shine  on  our  souls,  eternal  God 9 

Shout  the  glad  tidings,  exulting] y  sing 21 

Softly  now  the  light  of  day 11 

Soldiers  of  Christ,  arise 109 

Songs  of  praise  the  angels  sang 04 

Stand  up,  stand  up,  for  Jesus ;  119 

Sun  of  my  soul,  Thou  Saviour  dear 10 

The  breaking  waves  dashed  high ]  155 


The  Church's  one  foundation. 
The  day  of  resurrection , 
The  earth  is  the  Lord's . 


The  heavens  declare  the  glory  of  God 148 

The  King  of  love  my  Shepherd  is 70 


The  Lord  is  my  Shepherd,  how  happy  am  I . 
The  Lord  is  my  Shepherd  I  shall  not  want . . 


5 

140 


The  morning  light  is  breaking 33 

The  shadows  of  the  evening  hours 7 

The  Son  of  God  goes  forth  to  war 107 

The  spacious  firmament  on  high j  89 

There  is  a  blessed  home •  127 

Thou  art  gone  up  on  high 63 

Thou  Who  with  dying  lips I  41 

Triumphant  Sion,  lift  thy  head !  100 

Watchman,  tell  us  of  the  night 40 

We  give  Thee  but  Thine  own •  38 

We  praise  Thee,  O  God 135 

While  shepherds  watched  their  flocks 19 

While  Thee  I  seek,  protecting  Power [  129 

While  with  ceaseless  course  the  sun j  28 

Work,  for  the  night  is  coming 104 

Worship  the  Lord  in  the  beauty  of  holiness .  130 


Ye  sons  of  France,  awake  to  glory 


161 


Ellerton. 

David. 

Eden. 

Trust. 

Chesterfield. 

Avesion. 

Weber. 

Diademata. 

Vienna. 

Webb. 

Hursley. 

[Waves. 
Breaking 
Aurelia. 
Rotterdam. 
Domini     est 
Terra. 

Dominus    Regit 

Me. 
Forsaken. 
Dominus    Regit 

Me. 
Webb. 
St.  Leonard. 
All  Saints. 
Creation. 
Blessed  Home. 
St.  Barnabas. 
Broadlands. 
Wareham. 

[Windsor. 
St.    George,    or 
Cambridge. 
Te  Deum. 
Gabriel. 
Spohr. 
Benevento. 
Work  Song. 
Salamis. 

Marseilles. 


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